Πιερία Pieria
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Pieria was laid with plains and peaks,
The highest one Olympus, when the gods
Set forth the world. Poseidon’s seashore speaks
And gives Pieria glossed dolphin pods.
Olympus speaks still, too, if we revere
The gods or what they stand for when the best
Of them shine out across the sea. No fear
Of them exists now. Jesus has suppressed
Their goodness and frivolities. The ridge,
Pierius, was once the home of song
Since Muses built their artful nine-fold bridge
From it and Orpheus embattled wrong
From here, death’s wrong. He made this land the start
Of music, poetry, and god-like art.