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" 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! "
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...staep, — Where nothing, «av« the waves and 1, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swau-Iike, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— JJash down the cup of Hamian wine. He devoted himself to the redemption of that lovely and classic...

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...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...

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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 906
...My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Suninm's marbled steep— • Where nothing, save the waves...ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine! LXXXVII. Thus sung, or would, or could, or should have sung, The modern Greek, in tolerable verse;...

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George Clinton - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 826
...breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Suninm's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the wavfsand I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall nt'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine ! The conclusion of this canto may be safely qnoted...

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George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 804
...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...; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slates shall ne'er be mine — Datih down yon cup of Samian wine! 36 CANTO HI. mDON JUAN. Tims sung,...

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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...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...

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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 852
...burning tear-drop lave«, To think each breasts must euckle ilavci Place me on Sunium's marbled eteep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs iweep ; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slave* shall ne'er be mine — Dash down yon...

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...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,...sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine — DESCRIPTION OF A GRECIAN HOLIDAY. HE saw his white walls shining in the sun, His garden trees all...

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...My owu the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Suninm's marbled steep — Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, swau-like, let me sing and die : A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine — Dash down yon cup of Samian...

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1828 - عدد الصفحات: 814
...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 of slaves shall ne'er be mine — Dash down your cup of Samian wine ! Byron. NEW YEAR'S HYMN. He lives, who lives to God alone, And all are dead...




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