 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?  Annual Report - Page 91894Full view - About this book
 | Celia Levetus, Marion Moss - Bible stories, English - 1840 - 966 pages
...JEWISH HISTORY BY THE MISSES C. AND M. MOSS, AUTHORESSES OP " EARLY EFFORTS," &C., &C. And where arc they ? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless...The heroic lay is tuneless now— The heroic bosom heats no more 1 And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? IN THREE VOLUMES.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 pages
...nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at hreak of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they, and where art thou, My country...shore The 'heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic hosom heats no more ! And must thy lyre, so Ipng divine, Degenerate into hands like mine 1 'Tis something,... | |
 | American poetry - 1842 - 504 pages
...nations; — all were 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?...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... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pages
...nations ; — all were 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...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... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...nations ; — all were 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...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, "Us something in the dearth of fame, Though linlt'tl within a fetter'd race ; To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 494 pages
...break of day — And when the sun set, where were they '! And where are they ? and where art thoti, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...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... | |
 | John Murray, John Murray (Firm) - Greece - 1845 - 510 pages
...them at break of day— And when the sun set where were they? And where are they ? and where art thouf My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they ? — and where art tin m, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay...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... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 482 pages
...are they ? and where art thou, My country T On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless new — 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... | |
 | John Frost - Elocution - 1845 - 458 pages
...— all were 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 shore Th' heroic lay is tuneless now — Th' heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine,... | |
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