...Olympiu*, at Athens, was commenced by Pisislratiu, on a scale of great magnificence, but never completed. And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...— A wreck in youth ! — nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked beneath its string ! THE HOROLOGE....

...Olympius, at Athens, was commenced by Pisistratus, on a scale of great magnificence, but never completed. And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...thousand, and a thousand years have swept O'er thee, who w«rt a moral from thy spring — A wreck in youth ! — nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's...

...looks down upon thy breast. Ionia was the name anciently given to the whole of Greece. Note 2. Page 16. O'er thee, who wert a moral from thy spring, A wreck in youth ! The Temple of Jupiter Olympius, at Athens, commenced upon a scale of great magnificence, was never...

...— half hope, half sorrow — from the flowers, And hoots the prophet-owl, amid his tangled bowers! And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...wert a moral from thy spring — A wreck in youth f ! — nor vainly hast uiou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked...

...— half hope, half sorrow — from the flowers, And hoots the prophet-owl amid his tangled bowers. " And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...spring — A wreck in youth ! nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked beneath its string ! " THE M'w...

...— half hope, half sorrow — from the flowers, And hoots the prophet-owl amid his tangled bowers. " And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...spring — A wreck in youth ! nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked beneath its string ! " MAID OF...

...hoots the prophet-owl, amid his tangled bowers ! And round thine altar's mouldering stones are borne Mysterious harpings, wild as ever crept From him who...— A wreck in youth ! — nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked beneath its string ! SONG. REV....

...lay— half hope, half sorrow— from the flowers, And limits the prophet-owl, amid his tangled bowers ! And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...a thousand years have swept O'er thee, who wert a mortal from thy spring — A wreck in youth-f- ! — nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's...

...lay— half hope, half sorrow — from the flowers, And hoots the prophet-owl, amid his tangled bowers ! And round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...a thousand years have swept O'er thee, who wert a mortal from thy spring — A wreck in youthf ! — nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre ! Olympia's soul...

...lay, half hope, half sorrow, from the flowers, And hoots the prophet owl, amid his tangled bowers! And, round thine altar's mouldering stones are born...spring, A wreck in youth ! nor vainly hast thou kept Thy lyre: Olympia's soul is on the wing, And a new Iphitus has waked, beneath its string ! SLUMBER...