...— or, as Lord Byron has amplified this thought ' in one of his most splendid passages : — " Vet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are...Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettus yield« ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds. The free-born wanderer of thy mountain-air...

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...is laid dry, this one feature of the country has remained unaltered : " And still his honey'd store Hymettus yields, There the blithe bee his fragrant...builds, The free-born wanderer of thy mountain air." The honey here collected used to be reserved for the special eating of the archbishop of the district,...

...laid dry, this one feature of the country has remained unaltered : — " And still his honey'd store Hymettus yields, There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free-born wanderer of thy mountain-air." The honey here collected used to be reserved for the especial eating of the archbishop...

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...regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas!" Yet are thy skies as blne, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettns yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress bnilds, The freeborn wanderer...

...suggested the beautiful eighty-seventh stanza in Canto II. of Childe Harold :— " Yet are thy sides as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves and verdant are thy fields, Thine olives ripe as when Minerva smiled, And all his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee...

...any effectual resistance. CVlMjrma. is no less a resort of painters than of pirates ; there LXXXVII. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled. And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer...