This poem, written about the time of the horrible butchery of the
Sciotes by the Turks, in 1824, has been more fortunate than most
poetical predictions. The independence of the Greek nation which it
foretold, has come to pass, and the massacre, by inspiring a deeper
detestation of their oppressors, did much to promote that event.
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_Her maiden veil, her own black hair_, etc.
"The unmarried females have a modest falling down of the hair over the
eyes."--ELIOT.
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