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" Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his... "
The American Scholar - 412. oldal
szerző: Theodore Parker - 1907 - 534 oldal
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The Port Folio

Joseph Dennie, John Elihu Hall - 1801 - 674 oldal
...brave, While strangers only not regardless pass. Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh "Alas!" Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

The Port Folio

1813 - 706 oldal
...thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The free born wanderer of thy mountain air; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany, 74. kötet

1812 - 1020 oldal
...strangers only not regardless pass. Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alai !" Yet arc thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy Ik Ms, Thin« olive ¡¡pc as when; Minerva smil'd, And still his honied wealth llyihettil» yields...

The Edinburgh Annual Register, for 1808-26, 17. kötet

1825 - 776 oldal
...thy surface bow, Comminglmg slowly with heroic earth, Bioke by the share of every rustic plough." " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild. Sweet...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds. The frce-bom wanderer of thy mountain air ; Apollo Mill thy long, long summer, gilds. Still in his beam...

The Edinburgh Review, 19. kötet

1811 - 600 oldal
...touching exposition of the degraded and hopeless state of modern Greece, Lord Byron proceeds-— ' Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd ; And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt : and Other Poems

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1812 - 314 oldal
...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas!" LXXIX. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

The Quarterly Review (london)

Anonymous - 1812 - 512 oldal
...Can man its shatter'd splendour renovate, Recal its virtues back, and vanquish Time and Fate ? LXX1X. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...verd"ant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd,. And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; • 'Phyle, which commands a beautiful view...

The London Quarterly Review, 7. kötet

1812 - 540 oldal
...Can man its shatter'd splendour renovate, Recal its virtues back, and vanquish Time and Fate ? LXXIX. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva ami I'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; ' I'liyl", which commands a beautiful view of...

The Quarterly Review, 7. kötet

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 506 oldal
...Can man its shatter'd splendour renovate, ftecal its virtues back, and vanquish Time and Fate? LXX1X. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, . And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; * * Phylerwhich commands a beautiful view of...

Childe Harold's pilgrimage [cantos 1 and 2, with other poems. Wanting pp

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 334 oldal
...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 smil'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...




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