FREE GREECE; AN ASPIRATION ON ACCESSION OF GEORGE OF DENMARK by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER

Now are we free to range thee, hill and plain,
O Greece! for thou thyself art also free;
To muse at Athens, near the Maiden's fane,
Or land on Argos from the morning sea,
And spread our sails about thee lovingly:
What joy thy pupils of the West shall feel
To dream the old war-notes, or the softer peal
Of pastoral sound from folds of Arcady!
Whence oft the gadding Faunus, tired of home,
In later times went off in sudden haste
From old Lycaeus to fair Lucretil,
To fend the Sabine farm from sun or blast,
And lent himself to that sweet lyric will,
Which led the Gods and Muses off to Rome.

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