...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...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free-born wanderer...

...the whole stanza :— "Notwithstanding the various fortune of Athens, as a city, Attica is still \ " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free-bom wanderer...

...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...as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth HymfUns yields; There the blithe hee his fragrant fortress bnilds, The freeborn wanderer of thy monntain.air;...

...skies as Ыце, tby crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are tby fields, Tbine ulive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds. The free-horn wanderer of tby mountain-air ; Л polio still tby long, long summer gilds, Stil) in his beam...

...years of aliume. Yet are thy skies as blue, tby crape as wild ; Sweet are thy grove.), and verdant ure thy fields ' Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettua yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free-born wanderer...

...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...smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields," &c. Childe Harold. Canto II. 87. It is again referred to by Lebrun : " Ah ! de ses fils perdus la Grece...

...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...as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettns yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy mountain-air...

...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...as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettns yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy mountain-air...

...groves, and 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, The freeborn wanderer of the mountain air: Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds. Still in his beam Mendeli's marbles glare...

...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...