...adore, As Pallas and the MUSC unveil their awful tore. • • • Where'er we tread 'tis haunted holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And ill the muse's tale teems truly told, ТШ the sense aches with gazing to behold The «cenes our earliest...

...perish all in turn, save well recorded worth :' Canto 2d, LXXFIl. ' Where'er we tread 'tis haunted holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould...temples gone' : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares grey Marathon.' — L\'\*\. Lord Byron gives an example, after the manner of Longinus, by his own description...

...over scenes of moral vicissitude, and historical melancholy ! "Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ϳ̬ CM;I h E ܺ T K ~ I Չ ~x~ c d P* .٭ f Q D 0 ternpies gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, hut spares gray Marathon. We have living poets — several...

...glare ; Art, glory, freedom fail, but nature still is fair. " Where'er we tread, 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush' d thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares grey Marathon." Sir Adelmar paused...

...The poet there carries us back through the ' mist of years' to the days of the glory of Greece' f ' Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon.' We walk with him over her prostrate columns, and sympathise in his eloquent lamentation. Or he transports...

...Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. LXXXVIII. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground ; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of svonder spreads arounds, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing...

...Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. •VOL. ii. 6 LXXXVIII. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground ; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush 'd thy temples gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. LXXXIX. The sun, the...

...3íeliiníí;nlic in bie iïîije bet blù^enben 9latat. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground ; T\ro earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast...dwelt upon : Each hill and dale, each deepening glen an<l wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray...

...marbles glare; Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground ; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crueh'd thy temples gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. Long to the remnants...

...marbles glare : Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground : No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crushed thy temples gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon Long, to the remnants...