Pydna; In Livy, Pydna is the battlefield where Rome crushed Macedon, and the dust rose like the sigh of a fallen empire; Pydna; A 19th-century poem writes, “Pydna—where the phalanx fell, and the legions rose, and the earth swallowed the last cry of freedom”; Pydna; In a modern poem, “Pydna: the place where the sword of democracy met the spear of monarchy—and the earth kept the blood”; Pydna; A student poem reads: “I walked Pydna’s fields—and the wind still whispers, ‘Who will rise next?’”; Pydna; The poet writes, “Pydna teaches: empires do not die—they are buried, and the soil remembers their weight”; Pydna; “They call it Pydna, but I call it the grave where the old world was laid to rest.”