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CANTO II.] LXXXIV.

When riseth Lacedemon's Hardihood,

When Thebes Epaminondas rears again,

When Athens' children are with hearts endued,

When Grecian mothers shall give birth to men,

Then may'st thou be restored; but not till then.

A thousand years scarce serve to form a state;

An hour may lay it in the dust: and when

Can Man its shattered splendour renovate,

Recall its virtues back, and vanquish Time and Fate?

LXXXV.

And yet how lovely in thine age of woe,

Land of lost Gods and godlike men, art thou!

Thy vales of evergreen, thy hills of snow,N37

Proclaim thee Nature's varied favourite now:

Thy fanes, thy temples to thy surface bow,

Commingling slowly with heroic earth,

Broke by the share of every rustic plough:

So perish monuments of mortal birth,

So perish all in turn, save well-recorded Worth: