...turn, appear to have suggested the beautiful eighty-seventh stanza in Canto IL of ,Childe Harold :— " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves and verdant are thy fields, Thine olives ripe as when Minerva smiled. And all his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee...

...beauties, than its classic associations, and the ruins of ancient art and splendor scattered over it. " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olives ripe as when Minerva smiled. And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields, There the blithe bee...

...aa wild ; Sweet arc thy groves, and verdant arc thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his (Vagrant fortress buildl, The frceborn wanderer of thy mountain-air ; Apollo »till thy long, long...

...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 free-born wanderer of thy mountain air; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

...men, art thou ! Thy vales of evergreen, thy hills of snow, Proclaim thee Nature's varied favorite now. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...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,...

...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 free-born wanderer of thy mountain air ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

...shrine adorns Colonna's cliff, and gleams along the wave ; Save o'er some warrior's half-forgotten grave, Where the gray stones and unmolested grass...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,...

...sect Epicurean, and the Stoic severe. ATTICA. BY LOED BYBON. (" Childe Harold," Canto II., 87, 88.) YET are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...are thy fields ; Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...the supervision of the powers of Europe. Though two thousand years have wrought great changes, — Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...While strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas I " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, Sweet...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,...