 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 of fame, Though...  DON JUAN - Side 85av LORD BYRON - 1875Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | 1824 - 312 sider
...voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuueless now— The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must the lyre, BO long- divine, ^Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Tho' link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriots shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 sider
...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush—for Greece a tear. Must we but... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 sider
...lyre, no long dh ine, Degenerate into hands like mine? Tig something, in the dearth of fame, Though Coriolanus or Macbeth. When Kcan is blamed for want of dignity , we s a* I sing, suffuse my face ; For what i« left the poet here? For Greek* a blush— for Greece a tear.... | |
 | 1828 - 814 sider
...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 of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 sider
...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 of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race. To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 542 sider
...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine? T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must me... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 sider
...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 of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 358 sider
...started wild And fled disorder'd." — .&SCHYUJS. 6. 'T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. 7. Must... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 sider
...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 of fame, Though link'd among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing suffuse my... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 sider
...On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more I And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
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