Stanza 3 s The mountains look on marathon And marathon looks on the sea >And musing there an hour alone > i dream'd that Greece might yet be free >For, standing on the he Persians graver > i could not deem myself a slave
Stanza 3 ►The mountains look on Marathon -- ►And Marathon looks on the sea; ►And musing there an hour alone, ►I dream'd that Greece might yet be free ►For, standing on the Persians' grave, ►I could not deem myself a slave
Question 2 > What's significance of Marathon in this stanza? allusion war of marathon greeks won victory over Persian troops by now, on Persians'grave, Greeks turn into slave and were chained
Question 2 ►What’s significance of Marathon in this stanza? allusion: war of Marathon, Greeks won victory over Persian troops by now, on Persians’ grave, Greeks turn into slave and were chained
Stanza 4 >a king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born salamis And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations -all were his He counted them at break of day. And when the sun set, Where were they? King: Persian king Allusion: martial war at salamis to indicate the past glorious time
Stanza 4 ► A king sate on the rocky brow ► Which looks o’er sea-born Salamis; ► And ships, by thousands, lay below, ► And men in nations;—all were his! ► He counted them at break of day— ► And when the sun set, where were they? King: Persian king Allusion: martial war at Salamis to indicate the past glorious time
Stanza 5 >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 e Degenerate into hands like mine? Encouragement and advocacy to point out the degeneration of the country
Stanza 5 ►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? Encouragement and advocacy to point out the degeneration of the country
Stanza 6 >'Tis something in the dearth of fame, > Though linkd among a fetter'd race > To feel at least a patriot' s shame, > Even as I sing, suffuse my face > For what is left the poet here? >For greeks a blush--for greece a tear (dearth: be lack of)
Stanza 6 ►’Tis something in the dearth of fame, ►Though link’d among a fetter’d race, ►To feel at least a patriot’s shame, ►Even as I sing, suffuse my face; ►For what is left the poet here? ►For Greeks a blush—for Greece a tear. (dearth: be lack of)