 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...  Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord Byron - Pagina 545door George Clinton - 1828 - 756 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pagina’s
...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...for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but blush ? — Our FATHERS BLED. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...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...here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must me but weep o'er days more bless'd ? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back... | |
 | John Murray, John Murray (Firm) - 1845 - 510 pagina’s
...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...face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush—for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but blush ?— Our fathers... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pagina’s
...Though linlt'tl within a fetter'd race ; To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suifuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks...Greece — a tear ! Must we but weep o'er days more bless'd ? Must we but blush ?— Our fathers bind. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...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...for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more bless'd ? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pagina’s
...26 THE ISLES OF GREECE. And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among...race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as 1 sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush, — for Greece a tear.... | |
 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 pagina’s
...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...for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more bless'd — Must we but blush ? — our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 pagina’s
...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...tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blessed ? Must toe but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 pagina’s
...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ' Tis some.hing in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered...sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here 1 For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must toe but weep o'er days more blest 1 Must we but blush... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1849 - 390 pagina’s
...Degenerate into hands like mine ? 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...poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. •' Deep wore the groans of Xerxes, when he saw This havoc ; for his seat, a lofty mound Commanding... | |
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