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First Line: Dead is old greece,' they mourned ere yet arose
Last Line: The myth of jove took rise from lesser majesty.
Subject(s): Greece; Greeks


"DEAD is old Greece," they mourned ere yet arose
This Greek -- this oak of old Achaian graft
Seed-sown where westward tempests wept and laughed,
As now when some great gust of heaven blows
From lair levantine. How the giant grows! --
Not to lone ruin of a withered shaft,
But quaffing life in every leafy draught, --
Fathered by Storm and mothered by Repose.

Nay, doubt the Greeks are gone till, this green crest
In splendor fallen, round the wrack shall be
Prolonged, like memories of a noble guest,
The phantom glory of the actor's day.
Then, musing on Olympus, men shall say
The myth of Jove took rise from lesser majesty.





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