...gilds, Still in his beam Mendeli's marlftes glare; Art, Glory, Freedom fails, but Nature still is fair. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth...wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. Long to the remnants of thy splendour past Shall...

...gilds, Still in his beam Mendeli's marbles glare; Art, Glory, Freedom fails, but Nature still is fair. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth...wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. ^^^^^ i _^^__^^_^-_^ — ____. Long shall thine...

...Mendeli's marbles glare ; A rl,glury, freedom tails, but Nature slill is fair. •'Where'er we trend, 'lis haunted, holy ground ; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould ! But one vast realm ol wonder spreads nround, And all the Muse's tales seem truly lo:d, Till the sense aches with guziug...

...gilds, Still in his beam Mcndcli's marbles glare ; Art, Glory, Freedom fails, but Nature still is fair. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in volgar mould ! But one vast realm of wonder spreads around. And all the Muse's tales seem truly told,...

...childlike simplicity and naivete. They translate the reader into a realm of extravagant fancy where " One vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the muse's tales seem truly told." The gold that is sown so liberally is fairy gold, and the kings and princesses are fairy people. Not...

...English Bards." The public are certainly indebted to Mr Dallas for inspiring him " Where'er we tread,'iis haunted, holy ground, N'o earth of thine is lost in...each deepening glen and wold, Defies the power which crush'J thy templet gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. " The nun, the soil,...

...glare : Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. '" AYhere'er we tread 'tis haunted, holjr ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould...wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. * p. 104, 105. The poem closes with a few-pathetic...

...Still in his beam Mendeli's marbles glare : Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. • ' Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth...lost in vulgar mould ; But one vast realm of wonder spread* around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold...

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...beam Mendeli's marbles glare ; Art, Glory, Freedom fails, but Nature still is fair. « • 104 LXXX. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground, No earth...wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone : Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. LXXXt. Long to the remnants of thy splendour...