 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...  DON JUAN - Strana 85autor/autoři: LORD BYRON - 1875Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 str.
...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 link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 str.
...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 linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 str.
...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 linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | 1851 - 278 str.
...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 link'd among a fetter' d race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | Charles Rann Kennedy - 1853 - 168 str.
...rе ßorpvшv èкel yávos, aXtш %pvcrolo yeveffhov, 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 I sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 str.
...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 shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - 440 str.
...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 linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1854 - 492 str.
...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 link'd among a fetter"d race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as 1 sing, suffuse my... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 str.
...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 link'd within a fetter'd race ; To feel at least a patriot's shame, E'en as I sing, suffuse... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 str.
...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 patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. r. Must... | |
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