...Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phœbus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet ; But all, except their sun, is set. The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea ; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed...

...Sappho loved and sung. Where grew the arts of war and peace. Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet; But all except their sun is set. The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed...

...Sappho loved and sang, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phxebus sprung '. Eternal summer gilds them yet ; But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phcebus sprung \ Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...ruins ! The bat and the owl brood undisturbed where once stood the tripod of the inspired pithonew. " Eternal summer gilds them yet ; but all, except their sun, is set." Koine, too, the eternal city! still sits upon her yellow Tiber. Is she yet. as of yore, the mistress...

...burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. 6. If the foregoing examples are read without dwelling- on the vowal sounds, as denoted in the print,...

...loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...monuments of former glory, ti bril- . liant successes of another age and the degeneracy vi- the present. "Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all except their sun is set." As I gazed upon the shores of Scio, I could not but think of the appalling events which had but recently...

...Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace — Where Dclos rose, and Phoebus sprung' Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian mid the Teiun muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse...

...loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet ; But all, except their sun, is set. The mountains look on Marathon — And Marathon looks on the sea ; And musing there an hour alone,...