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" And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard... "
The Civil service orthography, by E.S.H.B. - Страница 100
1870
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The Quarterly Review, Том 19

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1818
...' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their bire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood...

The Quarterly Review, Том 19

1818
...swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wo». CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where bis rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young...

The Quarterly Review, Том 19

1818
...swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young...

The Quarterly Review

john murray - 1818
...around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' lie heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; Hereck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his...

The works, of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819
...heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost no prize , But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There...his young barbarians all at play. There was their Dacian mother— he , their sire , Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — 56 All this rush'd with his...

The works of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819
...around him — he is gone, : Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLT. , He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away* He rrck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But wlic're his rude hut by the Danube lay There' were his...

The London Quarterly Review, Том 19

1819
...swims around him — be is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wonCXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young...

The works of lord Byron, Том 1

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820
...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, hut he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut hy the Danuhe lay There were his young...

The New monthly magazine and universal register. [Continued as] The New ...

1833
...him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won.1 " ' He heard it, and he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and...nor prize — But where his rude hut by the Danube layf There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother j — he, their sire,...

The works of lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1821
...He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — (60^ All this rush'd with his...




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