 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?  Contarini Fleming. Alroy. Romances - Page 317by Benjamin Disraeli (earl of Beaconsfield.) - 1846Full view - About this book
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