 | 1902 - 642 str.
...I could not 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...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 - 778 str.
...could not 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...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... | |
 | 1821 - 800 str.
...could not 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...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 232 str.
...I could not 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...were his ! He counted them at break of day — And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1821 - 460 str.
...I could not deem myself a slave.' A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salami s; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...— all were his ! He counted them at break of day — I And when the sun set where were they ? D a And where are they? ajid where art thon, My country... | |
 | 1821 - 676 str.
...« 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... | |
 | 1821 - 572 str.
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 | 1822 - 440 str.
...could not deem myself a slave. A kin» sate on the rocky brow Which I ooks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations all were his 1 He counted them at break of day — And \vhea the aun set where were they ? Ami where are they ?... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 258 str.
...I could not 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;...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... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 str.
...I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the lofty brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations...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... | |
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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? 
