Gone is that last dear son of Italy,
Who being man died for the sake of God,
And whose unrisen bones sleep peacefully,
O guard him, guard him well, my tower,
Thou marble lily of the lily town!
Who being man died for the sake of God,
And whose unrisen bones sleep peacefully,
O guard him, guard him well, my tower,
Thou marble lily of the lily town!
Wilde - Charmides
