...Where burning Sappho lov*d and sung. Where grew the arts of war and peace. Where Delon rose and Phcebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all except their sun is set,' What a theme for contemplation is ancient Greece 1 The cradle of freedom and bravery, where tyrants...

...know, allow this as if you were suffering a jerk of your rheumatism. " The isles of Greece, the ides of Greece, Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where...them yet, But all, except their sun, is set " The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...although with a grumble, I know, allow this as if you were suffering a jerk of your rheumatism. " The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece, Where burning...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phrebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set....

...In Italy, he 'd ape the " Trecentist! ;" In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like this t'ye : The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set....

...Italy, he'd ape the „ Trecentisti ; " In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like tint t'yc: The isles of Greece , the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of \var and peace , — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all ,...

...according to Eastern tisage, must have their Poet, who bursts forth in the following strain— The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning...gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute. Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...In Italy, he'd ape the " Trecentisti ;" In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like this t'ye : The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,— Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, excejrt their sun, is set....

...shades of many a distant isle, That frown—where gentler ocean seems to smile. SONG OF A GREEK. The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,— Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set....

...attachment to Greece, whose fate he thus beautifully describes in one of his poems: — THE isles of Graece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Dulos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, Is set....

...versatility of the multitude, and of the inconstancy of fortune. THE ISLES OF GREECE. THE isles of Greee, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and...sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set....