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Page 10 - Salamis ! Their azure arches, through the long expanse, More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints along their summits driven Mark his gay course, and own the hues of Heaven ; Till darkly shaded from the land, and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.
Page 10 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Page 442 - All Troy then moves to Priam's court again, A solemn, silent, melancholy train: Assembled there, from pious toil they rest, And sadly shared the last sepulchral feast. Such honours Ilion to her hero paid, And peaceful slept the mighty Hector's shade.
Page 117 - Of those who at Thermopylae were slain, Glorious the doom, and beautiful the lot ; Their tomb an altar : men from tears refrain To honour them, and praise, but mourn them not Such sepulchre nor drear decay, Nor all-destroying time shall waste ; this right have they. Within their grave the home-bred glory Of Greece was laid ; this witness gives Leonidas the Spartan, in whose story A wreath of famous virtue ever lives."f $ 16.
Page 81 - Another commendable law of Solon's is that which forbids men to speak evil of the dead ; for it is pious to think the deceased sacred, and just, not to meddle with those that are gone, and politic, to prevent the perpetuity of discord. He likewise forbade them to speak evil of the living in the temples, the courts of justice, the public offices, or at the games, or else to pay three drachmas to the person, and two to the public. For...
Page 437 - I am very uneasy at hearing that the dissensions of Greece still continue, and at a moment when she might triumph over every thing in general, as she has already triumphed in part. Greece is, at present, placed between three measures : either to reconquer her liberty, to become a dependence of the sovereigns of Europe, or to return to a Turkish province. She has the choice only of these three alternatives. Civil war is but a road which leads to the two latter.
Page 161 - That's well imagined ; it precisely suits him ; His natural bent, it seems, his proper element To squabble with poor trulls and low rapscallions. As for yourself, I give you an invitation To dine with me in the hall. You'll fill the seat Which that unhappy villain held before. Take this new robe ! Wear it and follow me...
Page 437 - ... exposed, have detained me here, and will still detain me, till some of them are removed. But when the money shall be advanced for the fleet, I will start for the Morea, not knowing, however, of what use my presence can be in the present state of things. We have heard some rumours of new dissensions, — nay, of the existence of a civil war. With all my heart I desire that these reports may be false, or exaggerated, for I can imagine no calamity more serious than this...
Page 523 - Lampakes, nephew mine, come, take thy seat before me. Here ! wear the arms that now I wear, and be a valiant captain ; And ye, my children, take my sword, deserted by its master, And cut green branches from the trees, and spread a couch to rest me, And hither bring the holy man, that he may haste to shrive me, That I may tell him all the sins I ever have committed While thirty years an Armatole, and twenty-five a robber. But now the conqueror Death has come, and I for Death am ready. Build me a broad...