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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? "
Selections from the Poetry of Lord Byron - Page 264
by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1900 - 412 pages
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 196

1902
...— 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...is tuneless now — The heroic bosom beats no more ! ' It is a far cry in this region of poetry from Lord Byron to Mr. Alfred Austin. Altogether in civilised...
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The Edinburgh monthly magazine [afterw.] Blackwood's Edinburgh ..., Volume 10

1821
...;— 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...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...
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Don Juan, Cantos III, IV, and V

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1821 - 218 pages
...thousands, lay below, And men in 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 ? '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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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 10

England - 1821
...break of day — And when the sun set where were they? " And where are they ? and where art tliou, 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 Hnk'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's...
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The works of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1821
...where were they ? D a And where are they? ajid where art thon, My country ? On thy voiceless sh ore The" heroic lay is tuneless now — The heroic bosom...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...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 88

English literature - 1821
...« quenco of our own Plato himself, and who is a Greek in feeling, if not in country, And where ore they? And where art thou, My country ? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is túneles« now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! Must rcc but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but...
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Don Juan. Cantos i. to v. [by lord Byron].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823
...day — And when the sun set, where were they ? And where are they 1 and where art them, My country 1 On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless...lyre, so long divine. Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame. Though Imk'il among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's...
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The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken].

Cabinet - 1824
...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 fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's...
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The beauties of Byron,: consisting of selections from his works

Baron George Gordon Byron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 212 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...
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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Volume 3

1824
...at break of day — And when the sun set where were they ? And where are they ? and where art tliou, 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, Thongh liuk'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's...
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