 tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon: Each...  The Edinburgh Review - 428. oldal1811Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1908
...feelings when he says: "Where'er we tread 'tis haunted holy ground ; No earth of thine Is lost in rulgar mould. But one vast realm of wonder spreads around And all the muses tales seem truly told. Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1920 - 367 oldal
...marbles glare; Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. "Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crushed thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon." The very name of the... | |
 | George Edward Woodberry - 1920 - 367 oldal
...marbles glare; Art, Glory, Freedom fail, but Nature still is fair. "Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crushed thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon." The very name of the... | |
 | Margaretta M. Lovell - 1989 - 115 oldal
...the scene of public action, as Byron put it, on observing for the first time the fields of Marathon "the sense aches with gazing to behold / The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon."2 The sense cannot ache if it has not been educated; the beholding of the site has no resonance... | |
 | Robert Eisner - 1993 - 304 oldal
...the romanticizing of Greece and to the Philhellenic movement: Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould,...spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly old, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon. (Childe... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 860 oldal
...still thy long, long summer gilds. Canto U] [Canto IL LXXXVIH. Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy s mate, Ye knew nor me, nor monarchs, nor mankind....seeks not Reluctant love even from Assyria's lord 1 crush 'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. LXXXIX. The sun, the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 830 oldal
...LXXXVIII Where'er we tread 'tis haunted, holy ground; No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, 830 But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all...upon; Each hill and dale, each deepening glen and wold 835 Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.... | |
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