...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh "Alas!" LXXXVU. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth ilymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy...

...inspiration, yet subdued by the landscape to a harmony with its' own exquisite rhythmus, chanting : " 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...

...inspiration, yet subdued by the landscape to a harmony with its own exquisite rhythmus, chanting : " Tet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet are...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...

...adorns t 'oluuna's cliff, and gleams along the wave ; Save o'er some warrior's half-forgotten grave, Where the gray stones and unmolested grass Ages, but...regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaxe, and sigh " Alas LXXXVII. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves,...

...sure you will be pleased with the following beautiful lines descriptive of the scenery of Greece. " ' Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...yields. There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress bu'lds, The free-born wanderer of thy mountain air ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still...

...glory, to me she is still lovely, and as I view her varied beauties from one point or other, I say, " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honeyed wealth Hymettns yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free-born wanderer...

...glory, to me she is still lovely, and as I view her varied beauties from one point or other, I say, " 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...

...regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Ala« ! * Yet are thy skies as hlue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant...still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the hlithe hee his fragrant fortress huilds, The freehorn wanderer of thy mountain-air ; Apollo still thy...

...fills the mind, and the very silence seems sacred. St. sharp's atrtep, (Mitred Benedictine.) The grey stones and unmolested grass Ages, but not oblivion,...Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze and sigh, alas ! THE nave was of eight bays, the choir of nine, each having aisles : the transept of two bays had...

...While strangers only not rcgaroHess pass, Lingeriii!; like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh "АЫ!" LXXXVII. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy mountain-air ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...