The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Том 3Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524 страници |
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... The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. The soft ...
... The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. The soft ...
Страница 503
... The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms , With shrill notes of anger , And mortal alarms . The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries , hark ! the foes come ; Charge , charge , ' tis too late to retreat . The soft ...
... The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms , With shrill notes of anger , And mortal alarms . The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries , hark ! the foes come ; Charge , charge , ' tis too late to retreat . The soft ...
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