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" I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like... "
The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'. - Страница 281
под редакцията на - 1848
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 88

1860 - 796 страници
...brow which " conquered agony " has drooped at length, and from his side the last drops ebbing flow — "The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." Having taken the round of the Exhibitions, let us return once again to the Academy, and finally pass...

The Quarterly Review, Том 19

1818 - 606 страници
...to de:ith, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy,...— 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,...

The Quarterly Review, Том 19

1818 - 598 страници
...to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy,...— 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,...

The Quarterly Review, Том 19

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 622 страници
...to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first ot'a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout...

The works of ... lord Byron, Томове 7–8

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 страници
...to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — 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...

The London Quarterly Review, Том 19

1819 - 630 страници
...head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, full heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — be is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wonCXLI. ' He heard it, but...

The works, of ... lord Byron, Том 7

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 страници
...conquers agony , And his drooped head sinks gradually low-— And through his side the last drqps , ebbing slow From the red gash , fall heavy , one by one , Like the first drops of a thunder-shower, and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman...

The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 страници
...to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy,...— 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 AVere with his heart,...

Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 страници
...to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy,...and now •• The arena swims around him — he is cione, D ' Ere ceased the inhuman shout which haii'd the wretch who wo CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded...

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Част 3

1833 - 554 страници
...before me the gladiator lie; And liia droop'd head sinks gradually low j And through his side, the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the first of athunder-shower-,— and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout...




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