Quotes
Quotes about Greece
As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece,
And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell,
And twenty more such names and men as these
Which never were, nor no man ever saw.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts
And eloquence.
Thence to the famous orators repair,
Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce democratie,
Shook the arsenal, and fulmin'd over Greece,
To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne.
Three poets, in three distant ages born,
Greece, Italy, and England did adorn.
The first in loftiness of thought surpass'd;
The next, in majesty; in both the last.
The force of Nature could no further go;
To make a third, she join'd the former two.
Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!
So stands the statue that enchants the world,
So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,
The mingled beauties of exulting Greece.
When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung.
Philologists, who chase
A panting syllable through time and space,
Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark
To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's ark.
To Greece we give our shining blades.
Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth!
Immortal, though no more! though fallen, great!
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'T is Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!
Where burning Sappho loved and sung.
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Eternal summer gilds them yet,
But all except their sun is set.
The mountains look on Marathon,
And Marathon looks on the sea;
And musing there an hour alone,
I dreamed that Greece might still be free.
The Beauty which old Greece or Rome
Sung, painted, wrought, lies close at home.
To the glory that was Greece
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Laughing at his own son, who got his mother, and by his mother's means his father also, to indulge him, he told him that he had the most power of any one in Greece: "For the Athenians command the rest of Greece, I command the Athenians, your mother commands me, and you command your mother."
After the conquest of Afric, Greece, the lesser Asia, and Syria were brought into Italy all the sorts of their Mala, which we interprete apples, and might signify no more at first; but were afterwards applied to many other foreign fruits.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence.
A servile race Who, in mere want of fault, all merit place; Who blind obedience pay to ancient schools, Bigots to Greece, and slaves to musty rules.
Thou givest life and love for Greece and Right: I will stand by thee lest thou shouldst be weak, Not weak of soul.--I will but hold in sight Thy marvelous beauty.--Here is She you seek!
Not Philip, but Phillip's gold, took the cities of Greece.
Fair Greece! and relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more; though fallen great!
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.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence.
