 A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations — all were his!  The Works of Lord Byron - Side 558af George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1901Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 sider
...at break of day — And when the sun set where were they t And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine 7 "Pis something, in the dearth... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 444 sider
...at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? — On thy voiceless shore The heroic...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something, in the dearth... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1857 - 450 sider
...break of day— And when the sun set, where were they ? 6. And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine. Degenerate into hands like mine ? 6. 'Tis something, in the dearth... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 sider
...reak of day — And when the sun set — where were they ? And where are they ? And where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something in the dearth... | |
 | 1858 - 460 sider
...at break of day, — And when the sun set, where were they? And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now, — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something, in the dearth... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 sider
...at break of day; And, when the sun set, where were they? 5. And where are they ? and whera art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now; 6. 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame', Though link'd among a fetter'd race', To feel at least a... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859 - 614 sider
...break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ?J And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? • The Pieces following, to... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 sider
...at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...tuneless now — •The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 sider
...at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now—- The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? "Tis something, in the dearth... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 sider
...break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ! And where were they ? and where art thou I My country ! On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth... | |
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