Greece

"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 madden to crime?"

"Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more; though fallen great!"

"Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone—glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glorys goal, They won, and passd away—Is this the whole?"

"Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts and eloquence."

"Hellas has been transformed to an endless bedlam."

"Conquered Greece took captive her savage conqueror and brought her arts into rustic Latium."

"And the hairy he-goat [stands for] the king of Greece; and as for the great horn that was between its eyes, it [stands for] the first king. And that one having been broken, so that there were four that finally stood up instead of it, there are four kingdoms from [his] nation that will stand up, but not with his power."

"The mention of Greece fills the mind with the most exalted sentiments and arouses in our bosoms the best feelings of which our nature is capable."

"Greece is rich but the Greeks are poor."

"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."

"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."