...While strangers only not regardless pass, Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh " Alas f LXXXVII. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy mountain-air ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

...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...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeboru wauderer of thy mountain-air ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

...adorns Colonna's cliff, and gleams along the wave ; " Save o'er some warriour's half forgotten grave, Where the gray stones and unmolested grass Ages, but...Lingering, like me, perchance, to gaze and sigh " Alas !" Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild, •Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields,...

...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 Ages, but...There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, The freeborn wanderer of thy mountain-air; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his beam...

...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 honey'd wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blithe bee his fragrant fortress builds, Thefreeborn wanderer...

...Colonna's cliff, and gleams along the wave ; Save o'er some warrior's half-forgotten grave, Where the grey stones and unmolested grass Ages, but not oblivion,...Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh ' Alas !' Yet are thy skies aa blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are Ihy groves, and verdant are thy fields...

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...Colouna's cliff, and gleams along; the wave : Save o'er some warrior's half forgotten grave, Where the grey stones and unmolested grass Ages, but not oblivion,...verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smil'd, And still his honied wealth Hymettus yields ; There the blythe bee his fragrant fortress builds,...

...change thy lords, thy state is still the same; Thy glorious day is o'er, but not thy years of shame. Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet...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...

...adorns Colonna's cliff, and gleams along the wave; Save o'er some warrior's half- forgotten grave. o, seeing that true justice is withheld, Will now...delinquent. Think you not thus, good uncle? why do '• A las ! " Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are...