You May Also Like / View all maxioms
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts
And eloquence.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts
And eloquence.
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,
read more
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,
Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle,
Now melt into sorrow, now madded to crime?
Fair Greece! and relic of departed worth!
Immortal, though no more; though fallen great!
Fair Greece! and relic of departed worth!
Immortal, though no more; though fallen great!
To Greece we give our shining blades.
To Greece we give our shining blades.
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!
Where burning Sappho loved and sung.
Where grew the read more
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 gilds them yet,
But all, except their sun, is set.
Nobody can say a word against Greek: it stamps a man at once as
an educated gentlemen.
Nobody can say a word against Greek: it stamps a man at once as
an educated gentlemen.
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, read more
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.