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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! "
Tragedies: Literally Translated Into English Prose, with Notes - Page 382
by Sophocles - 1833
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...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 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...
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A First Class Reader: Consisting of Extracts, in Prose and Verse, with ...

George Stillman Hillard - Readers (Secondary) - 1861 - 562 pages
...Turkish force and Latin \ fraud Would break your shield, however broad. Place me on Sunium's § marble 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...
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The New Speaker. With an Essay on Elocution

John Connery - Elocution - 1861 - 416 pages
...the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves ! Place me on Sunium's marble 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...
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The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 pages
...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 be mine— Dash down yon...
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Choice specimens of English literature, selected and arranged by T.B. Shaw ...

Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 pages
...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 be mine — Dash down...
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Addenda to the Aedes Hartwellianae

William Henry Smyth - Hartwell (Buckinghamshire, England) - 1864 - 370 pages
...upon the mass of carcasses below, after having sung a melancholy dirge : — Place me on Griffon's marbled steep, Where nothing save the waves and I May hear our mutual murmurs sweep ; There, pig-like, let me grunt and die, The last of hip-po-po-ta-mi. Thoughts on Naval Tactics....
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Addenda to the Aedes Hartwellianae

William Henry Smyth - Hartwell (Buckinghamshire, England) - 1864 - 368 pages
...himself upon the mass of carcasses below, after having sung a melancholy dirge:— Place me on Griffon's marbled steep, Where nothing save the waves and I May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, pig-like, let me grunt and die, The last of hip-po-po-ta-mi. Thoughts on Naval Tactics....
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Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ...

John Bartlett - Quotations - 1865 - 504 pages
...have the letters Cadmus gave — Think ye he meant them for a slave ? Canto iii. Stanza 86. v. 10. 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. Canto iii. Stanza 86. v. 16. The precious porcelain...
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A Selection from the Works of Lord Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1866 - 320 pages
...bowl with Samian wine ! Our virgins dance beneath the shade— I see their glorious black eyes shine; 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...
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The Standard Poetry Book, Selected from the Best Authors

Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...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 be mine— Dash down yon...
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