...and beautifully has the poet described the unfading loveliness of nature amidst the decay of art : Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...are thy fields; Thine olive ripe, as when Minerva smil'd ; And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields. TBtWtj'the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh « Alas! » LXXXVH. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields^ There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freebora wanderer...

...and beautifully has the poet described the unfading loveliness of nature amidst the decay of art : Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...are thy fields ; Thine olive ripe, as when Minerva smil'd ; And still his honey'd wealth Hy menus yields. There, the blithe bee his fragrant fortress...

...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...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,...

...strangers 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...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer...

...Oh ! who that gallant spirit shall resume, Leap from Eurotas' banks, and call thee from the tomb ? Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeboru wauderer...

...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...Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields. There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer...

...refuge in the contemplation of the natural beauties of the surrounding landscape : i Yet are thy «kies as blue ; thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves...are thy fields , Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields There the blithe hee his fragrant fortress builds...

...illustrative of these reflections. Speaking of the fallen condition of Greece . — Yet are thy slyes 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 honeyed wealth Hymettus yields. There the blithe...

...Lingering like me, perehanoe, to gaze, and sigh "Alas!" LXXXV1I. Yet are thy skics as hlue, thy erags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, And still his honicd wealth Hymettus yiclds ; There the hlithe hee his fragrant fortress huilds,...