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Give back the Elgin marbles; let them lie / Unsullied, pure beneath an Attic sky. / The smoky fingers of our northern clime / More ruin work than all the ancient time. / How oft the roar of the Piraen sea / Through column'd hall and dusky temple stealing / Hath struck these marble ears, that now must flee / The whirling hum of London, noonward reeling.
Ah! let them hear again the sounds that float / Around Athene's shrine on morning's breeze, -- / The lowing ox, the bell of climbing goat / And drowsy drone of far Hymettus' bees. / Give back the marbles; let them vigil keep / Where art still lies, o'er Pheidias' tomb, asleep.