 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 页
...all were his ! He counted them at break of day — BVRON . And where are they ? and where art tliou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine 1 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | 1851 - 278 页
...! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where were they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 页
...day — • And when the sun set — where were they ? SONG OF THE GREEK BARD. 59 And where are they? and where art thou, My country ? — On thy voiceless...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... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 页
...below, And men and Nations — all were his ! He counted them at break of day, — And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet ; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 页
...! Ho counted them 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...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet ; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why... | |
 | Charles Rann Kennedy - 1853 - 168 页
...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 ? On thy voiceless...lyre, so long -divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? rаг Se кrj\rjвp,o1s o BeKyeff vfivarrJp, ксй apeiov ôpfiàv eo-)¿e, KaÍ repirvals fiavíaia-i... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 页
...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? On thy voiceless shore...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine 1 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1854 - 492 页
...hisl 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? On thy voiceless shore...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... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - 440 页
...! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they 1 and where art thou. My country ? On thy voiceless...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 页
...He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? 5. And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? a. 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a... | |
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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? 
