...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and Ugh « Alas!" LXXXVn. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fiel-]*, Thine olUe ripe us when Minerva smiled. And still his honied wealth llymettus yields, There...

...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...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Ilymettus yields; There the bhtlic bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...only not regardless pas«, Lingering like me, perchance, ю gaze, and sigh « Alas!» LXXXVII. Yet arc thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields. Thin« olive ripe as when Minerva smiled. And >till his Imnicd wealth llymrtlus yields; There the blithe...

...Colonna'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 not oblivion,...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,...

...permanent :" — or, as Lord Byron has amplified this thought* in one of his most splendid passages : — " 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,...

...the whole stanza :— "Notwithstanding the various fortune of Athens, as a city, Attica is still \ " 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,...

...strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas !" LXXXV1I. 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...

...Lingering like me , perehance , to gaze , and sigh - Alas ! » LxxxvII. Vet are thy skies as blne, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth HymfUns yields; There the blithe hee his fragrant fortress bnilds,...

...as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are tby fields, Tbine ulive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds. The free-horn wanderer of tby mountain-air ; Л polio still tby long, long summer gilds, Stil) in his beam...

...half-forgotten grave, Where the gray stones and unmolested grass Ages, but not oblivion, feebly brave, Where strangers only, not regardless pass, Lingering like...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,...