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1850–1919

BELGIUM

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ruined? destroyed? Ah, no; though blood in rivers ran Down all her ancient streets; though treasures manifold Love-wrought, Time-mellowed, and beyond the price of gold Are lost, yet Belgium's star shines still in God's vast plan.

Rarely have Kings been great, since kingdoms first began; Rarely have great kings been great men, when all was told. But, by the lighted torch in mailed hands, behold, Immortal Belgium's immortal king, and Man.

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