 | 1858 - 460 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 ?...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 I sing, suffuse my face ;... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 566 pages
...thousands, lay below, And men and Nations — all were his ! He counted them at break of day, — And where are they ? and where art thou. My country ?...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet ; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 pages
...all were his ; He counted them at t reak 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 fume., Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 pages
...counted them at break of day; And, when the sun set, where were they? 5. And where are they ? and whera art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now; 6. 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame', Though link'd among a fetter'd race', To feel at least a... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1859 - 614 pages
...;— all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ?J And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ?...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? • The Pieces following, to the end, are, from their great beauty and unobjectionable character,... | |
 | Benjamin Disraeli - 1859 - 298 pages
... 7J ALR 0 Y. BY B. DISRAELI, AUTHOR OF " IXION IN HEAVEN," ETC. " Where art thou, My Country ? On thy voiceless shore, The heroic lay is silent now ; The heroic bosom beats no more. And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 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 ?...beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 562 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 ?...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... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 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 ?...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1861 - 734 pages
...or the Canaries. He counted them at break of day — And -when the sun set, where were they?* 5. And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On...lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine? 6. Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
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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? 
