...although with a grumble, I know, allow this as if you were suffering a jerk of your rheumatism. " The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece, Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phrebus sprung ! Eternal summer...

...Italy, he'd ape the „ Trecentisti ; " In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like tint t'yc: The isles of Greece , the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of \var and peace , — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer...

...In Italy, he 'd ape the " Trecentist! ;" In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like this t'ye : The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer...

...according to Eastern tisage, must have their Poet, who bursts forth in the following strain— The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,— Where Délos rose, and Phœbus sprung ! Eternal summer...

...In Italy, he'd ape the " Trecentisti ;" In Greece, he'd sing some sort of hymn like this t'ye : The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,— Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer...

...After visiting some of the most remarkable scenes in Switzerland he proceeded to the North of Italy. In most of his poems Lord Byron displays the most...beautifully describes in one of his poems: — THE isles of Graece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,...

...After visiting some of the most remarkable scenes in Switzerland he proceeded tt> the North of Italy. In most of his poems Lord Byron displays the most fond and ardent attachment to Greece, whose fate lie thus beautifully describes in one of his poems :— THE isles of Greece, the isles of Greece !...

...shades of many a distant isle, That frown—where gentler ocean seems to smile. SONG OF A GREEK. The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace,— Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer...

...tragedies, and, in conjunction with Mr. Percy Bysshe Shelly, and Mr. Leigh Hunt, commenced the Liberal, to which he contributed some papers. In most of his...fond and ardent attachment to Greece, whose fate he beautifully describes in one of his poems. He devoted himself to ti« redemption of that lovely and...

...breathes all the patriotic fire of old Greece, together with the most jovial Bacchanalian spirit: The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece, Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the hearts of war and peace — Where Delos rose, and Phcebus sprung ! Eternal summer...