...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas !" LXXXV1I. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds...

...Lingering like me , perehance , to gaze , and sigh - Alas ! » LxxxvII. Vet are thy skies as blne, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth HymfUns yields; There the blithe hee his fragrant fortress bnilds,...

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...half-forgotten grave, Where the gray stones and unmolested grass Ages, but not oblivion, feebly brave, Where strangers only, not regardless pass, Lingering like...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance., to gaze, and sigh "Alas !'' Lxxxvn. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettns yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...permanent:» — or, as Lord Byron has amplified this thought ' in one of his most splendid passages: — Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild : Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields : There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh "Alas!" LXXXVII. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettns yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...productions of Greece : "Yet All the haunts of Attic ground, Where the matchless coursers bound, " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields," &c. Childe Harold. Canto II. 87. It is again...

...thy lords, thy state is still the same ; Thy glorious day is o'er, but not Iby yean of «líame. Tet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields i Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymetlue yields ; There the...

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