| 1902 - Liczba stron: 642
...nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? ' And where are they, and where art thou, My country...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! ' It is a far cry in this region of poetry from Lord Byron to Mr. Alfred Austin. Altogether in civilised... | |
| 1821 - Liczba stron: 778
...nations ;— all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? " And where are they ? and where art thou, My country?...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... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - Liczba stron: 232
...by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ;— all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And where are they ? and where art thou, My country...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... | |
| 1821 - Liczba stron: 800
...break of day — And when the sun set where were they? " And where are they ? and where art tliou, 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... | |
| 1821 - Liczba stron: 676
...« quenco of our own Plato himself, and who is a Greek in feeling, if not in country, And where ore they? And where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is túneles« now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! Must rcc but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - Liczba stron: 258
...day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they 1 and where art them, My country 1 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... | |
| Cabinet - 1824 - Liczba stron: 440
...nations ; all were his ! He counted them at break of day— And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ? and where art thou, My country...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... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - Liczba stron: 226
...nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ! and where art thou, My country...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyie, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth... | |
| 1824 - Liczba stron: 56
...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...shore The heroic lay is tuneless now— The heroic boiom beats no more ! And nnisi the lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ! Tic something... | |
| 1824 - Liczba stron: 452
...at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ? and where art tliou, 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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