 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 ページ
...brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations;—all were his ! He counted them at break of day— And...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd... | |
 | 1824 - 56 ページ
...grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sat on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...— all were his ! He counted them at break of day — ' Aud when the bun set where were they? And where are they ! and where art thou, My country ? On... | |
 | 1824 - 452 ページ
...grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sat on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ;— all were his I He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ? and... | |
 | 1824 - 312 ページ
...I could not deem myself a slave. A king sat on the rocky brow Which lobfcs o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his t He counted Iherti at break of day — And when the SUB set where, were they? And where arc they !... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 ページ
...1 could not deem myself a slave. A king sale on tlie rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...where were they ? And where are they ? and where art Hmn, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The ln.roic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 ページ
...grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations;...were his ! He counted them at break of day— And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now—... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 ページ
...deem myself a slave. A Ling sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-horn Salamis ; And ships, hy thousands, lay below, And men in nations; — all...The heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beaU no more ! , And must thy lyre, no long dh ine, Degenerate into hands like mine? Tig something,... | |
 | Ambrose Marten - 1826 - 926 ページ
...and the lofty eloquence of our own Plato himself, and who is a Greek in feeling, if not in country, And where are they ? And where art thou, My country?...lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! Must "we but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but blush ? Our fathers bled ! Earth 1 render back... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 ページ
...\ could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd... | |
 | 1828 - 814 ページ
...grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A King sat on the lofty brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so. long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered... | |
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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? 
