 Persians' grave, 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 — all were his! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where...  Songs of Freedom - Page 41by Henry Stephens Salt - 1893 - 345 pagesFull view - About this book
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 pages
...o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! 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 thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1854 - 426 pages
...looks o'er sea-born Salamia ; And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations ; all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set, where were they ? BYRON. And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - Readers - 1855 - 442 pages
...looks o'er sea-born Salamis ; And shipsjjy thousands lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun...thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now — Tis some hing in the dearth of fame. Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's... | |
 | Henry Reed - English literature - 1855 - 424 pages
...For standing on the Persian's grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sat on the rocky hrow, Which looks o'er seaborn Salamis; And ships, by thousands,...break of day ; And when the sun set, where were they?" Such passages illustrate the best moods of Byron's genius, and it would be agreeable to unweave more... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day, — And when the...where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something, in the dearth... | |
 | Charlotte Phillips - English poetry - 1855 - 188 pages
...And men in 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,...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... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at^break of day, — And when the sun set, where were they...art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore THE ISLES OF GREECE. Aud must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'T is something,... | |
 | John Frost - Elocution - 1855 - 462 pages
...o'er sea-born Salamis ; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men and nations — all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun set — where were they t And where are they ? and where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore Th' heroic lay is tuneless... | |
 | T. R.. Barnes - 1964 - 340 pages
...looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day — And when the sun...where were they? And where are they? and where art them, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats... | |
 | 1842 - 52 pages
...liberty and her bravery departed; and where now is the lovely isle ? Let the muse of Byron answer : -" On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more." She has passed away; " Fuit Ilium" is engraven indelibly on her time-honored barracks of rock. In lika... | |
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