 Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!  The Tragedies of Sophocles - Страница 57по Sophocles - 1823Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1821 - 800 страници
...each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. " Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | 1821 - 778 страници
...each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. " Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 232 страници
...on each glowing maid* My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | 1822 - 440 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slave«. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, •Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall near... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 258 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep— Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and 1 May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 страници
...each glowing 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 and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slates shall ne'er... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 542 страници
...on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er... | |
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