 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 σελίδες
...shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Onr virgins dance bencalh the shade— I gee their glorious black eyes shine; But gazing on each...maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves. To think guch breasts must suckle ulavei. Plane me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826 - 566 σελίδες
...Place me on Snninm's marhled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear onr mntnal mnrmnrs sweep; There, swan.like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er he mine — Dash down yon cnp of Samian wine! LXXXVIL Thns snng, or wonld, or conld, or shonld have... | |
 | 1828 - 814 σελίδες
...force, and Latin fraud Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their...Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing but the waves and I May hear our mutual murmurs sweep : There, swau like, let me sing and die : A land... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 σελίδες
...force, and Latin Iram!, Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade— I see their...eyes shine ; But, gazing on each glowing maid, My owu the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Suninm's marbled... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 σελίδες
...me on Sunium's marbled steepWhere nothing, save the wares and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweer : There swan-like, let me sing and die ! A land of slaves shall ne'er be mineDash down yon cup of Sarnian wine ! SCIENCE AND RELIGION.— Bay. Wide o'er the world was darkness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 358 σελίδες
...of courage dwells ; But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad. 15. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine 1 Our virgins...tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. 16. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs... | |
 | William Brockedon - 1833 - 308 σελίδες
...from the trees, How welcome is each gentle air That wakes and wafts the odours there !" The Giaour. " Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing...murmurs sweep : There, swan-like, let me sing and die." Don Juan, canto iii. 7. • Twas oft my luck to dine, The grass my table-cloth, in open air, On Sunium."... | |
 | William Brockedon - 1833 - 438 σελίδες
...from the trees, How welcome is each gentle air That wakes and wafts the odours there !" The Giaour. " Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing...murmurs sweep : There, swan-like, let me sing and die." Don Juan, canto iii. z Twas oft my luck to dine, The grass my table-cloth, in open air, On Sunium."... | |
 | Sophocles - 1833 - 480 σελίδες
...from these lines that lord Byron took the hint for the last stanza of his ode to the Greek isles . — Place me on Sunium's marbled steep. Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs weep, — There, swan-like, let me sing and die. the captured slave, I speak. Truly hadst thou been... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 σελίδες
...force and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their...burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must nourish slaves. Place me on Sunium's marble steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, A land of... | |
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Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their glorious black eyes shine ; But gazing on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves To think such breasts must suckle slaves. 16 Place me on Sunium's... 
