 | Charles Rann Kennedy - 1853 - 168 páginas
...râlcri ка\а irávra, ir\ÍjV àvSpâv yeveâs, rе ßorpvшv èкel yávos, aXtш %pvcrolo yeveffhov, Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd...face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more bless'd ? Must we but blush ? — Our... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 páginas
...heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? a. 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though link'd...face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. r. Must we but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but blush ? — Our... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1854 - 492 páginas
...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...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.... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 páginas
...Degenerate into hands like mine i 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered 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 I — Our fathers... | |
 | 1854 - 456 páginas
...Degenerate into hands like mine ? T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered 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... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 páginas
...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...'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 my face ; For... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - 440 páginas
...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...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 face;... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 páginas
...Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered 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... | |
 | Charlotte Phillips - 1855 - 188 páginas
...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...mine ! 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, E'en as I sing, suffuse my face ;... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 páginas
...when the sun set — where were they SONG OP THE GREEK BARD. And where are they? and where art thou, My country ? — On thy voiceless shore The heroic...mine ? 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered rai», To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face... | |
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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. 
