Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. Stanza 26.

Coop'd in their winged, sea-girt citadel.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. Stanza 28.

Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth!

Immortal, though no more! though fallen, great!

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. Stanza 73.

Hereditary bondsmen! know ye not,

Who would be free, themselves must strike the blow?

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. Stanza 76.

A thousand years scarce serve to form a state: