ABSTRACT
The feelings of Metaxas in November 1940 are reflected in his lament: ‘They accused me, exiled me, sentenced me to death (in absentia, incidentally), but finally even for me there came in my seventieth year the moment of recognition.’
The feelings of Metaxas in November 1940 are reflected in his lament: ‘They accused me, exiled me, sentenced me to death (in absentia, incidentally), but finally even for me there came in my seventieth year the moment of recognition.’