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Achaia Acrata Acrocorinthus Acropolis Albanians Alpheus ancient appearance Arcadia Areopolis Argolis Argos Athens beautiful capital Capodistrias castle chief church Colocotroni continued Corinth course currant descended deserted Dramali Elis encompassed enjoyed Eurotas feet Filiatra fortress gate Greece Greek revolution gulf Gythium habitations half heights hills Ibrahim inhabitants interesting interior island Isthmus Ithome Kalavryta Karitana khan Kiamil Bey klefts Lacedemon Laconia land magnificent Mane Maniotes Megalopolis Megara ment Messenia Messolonghi mild Mistra monastery Morea Mothone moun Mount Taygetus mountains Napoli Navarino neighbouring objects occupied olive groves Olympia once Palamedi Parori Pasha passed Patras Pausanias Peloponnesus Petrom Bey plain plantations port portion present principal province public road Pylos Pyrgo regions remarkable rich rock ruins scene scenery seen shores side Sparta streams streets tains temple tion towers town trees Tripolitza Turkish Turks Tyrinth valley villages walls waters wild
Page 256 - And there they stand, as stands a lofty mind, Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd, All tenantless, save to the crannying wind, Or holding dark communion with the cloud.
Page 94 - This should have been a noble creature: he Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, Had they been wisely mingled; as it is, It is an awful chaos — light and darkness, And mind and dust, and passions and pure thoughts, Mix'd, and contending without end or order, All dormant or destructive.
Page 13 - 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 hushed deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Page 224 - Cold is the heart, fair Greece! that looks on thee, Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved; Dull is the eye that will not weep to see Thy walls defaced, thy mouldering shrines removed By British hands, which it had best behoved To guard those relics ne'er to»be restored.
Page 280 - Out upon Time ! it will leave no more Of the things to come than the things before ! Out upon Time ! who for ever will leave But enough of the past for the future to grieve O'er that which hath been, and o'er that which must be : What we have seen, our sons shall see ; Remnants of things that have pass'd away, Fragments of stone, rear'd by creatures of clay...
Page 217 - There were hills which garnished their proud heights with stately trees: humble valleys whose base estate seemed comforted with the refreshing of silver rivers; meadows enamelled with all sorts of eye-pleasing flowers; thickets, which being lined with most pleasant shade were witnessed so...
Page 13 - O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave that trembles as it glows. On old Egina's rock and Idra's isle, The God of gladness sheds his parting smile ; O'er his own regions lingering loves to shine, Though there his altars are no more divine.
Page 185 - There is a stern round tower of other days,' Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — What was this tower of strength ? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid ? — A woman's grave.
Page 119 - Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom ? Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom ? Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose ? Know'st thou it ? Thither ! O thither, My dearest and kindest, with thee would I go.