 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?  Recitations at Whitnash rectory - Page 18by Whitnash rectory - 1866 - 15 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 342 pages
...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, — all were...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 101 O MAKIS Ionii crebris freta... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 372 pages
...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, — all were...lay is tuneless now The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? Eyron. LIX. O MARIS lonii crcbris... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...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...is tuneless now, — The heroic bosom beats no more ! 26 THE ISLES OF GREECE. And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! * Fox— Pitt— Burke. 2120 227 He counted them at break of day — And when the sun...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... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon - 1846 - 608 pages
...not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which lookso'ersea-bornSalamis; And ships by thousands lay below. And men in nations, — all were...break of day, And when the sun set where were they? Anthol. Oxon. p. 100. INSI I..K IN Plurima in JEgeo nitet insula plurima Grsecia erat somnis libera... | |
 | Laman Blanchard - 1846 - 416 pages
...remember having heard of his name ; and as for the fashionable publishers that besieged his doors, " He counted them at break of day ; And when the sun set, where were they 1 " It could not be much more than a twelvemonth or so from the day on which we met him cantering,... | |
 | Benjamin Disraeli (earl of Beaconsfield.) - 1846 - 1116 pages
...LONDON: HENRY COLRURN, PUBLISHER; LONDON; HARRISON AND CO., , 1 ] \ it;.-, IT. MiRTIN's I \\K. ALROY. * And where art thou, My Country ? On thy voiceless shore, The heroic lay is silent now ; The heroic bosom beats no more. And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands... | |
 | 1846 - 406 pages
...the destitute ? What provisions for the needy, either in mind or body ? Alas, not one — not one : " The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more." I had a theme before me, in comparison with which the splendors of the boasted Parthenon were tame, and... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 340 pages
...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 ? Hyron. ïsles of O MARIS lonii crebris fréta consita terris ! Qua citharam Sapphus movit iniquus... | |
 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 pages
...deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which loots o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all...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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