You really can't imagine how I love the ancient Greeks. br I love the dancing language where their mobile spirit speaks. br I love the songs of Homer, flowing on like streams of light, br With a touch of human kindness in the splendid shock of fight. br br I love the Alexandrians whose inimitable grace br Filled the world with piping shepherds, though a far from piping place. br But my chief delight, like Arnold's, is the glory of the nine, Passion, laughter, deathless beauty, on the Attic stage divine.