| 1824 - 488 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember Saint Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
| John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
| 1828 - 602 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
| Lyre - 1830 - 396 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, ' Remember St. Bartholomew,' was pass'd from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
| James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man : But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe ; Down, down with every... | |
| 1832 - 952 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Hiscay gale ; The field Is heaped with bleeding steeds, and Hags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, Remember St. Dartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : liown,... | |
| 1834 - 672 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heap'd with "bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down, with every... | |
| Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 214 страници
...they rush'd, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Bat out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe :...down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go." Ob ! was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war, As our Sovereign Lord, King Henry, the... | |
| William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew !" was pass'd from man to man : But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe ; Down, down with every... | |
| 1838 - 332 страници
...breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and,...all along our van, ' Remember St. Bartholomew,' was poss'd from man to man ; But out spake gentle Heury, 'No Frenchman is ray foe : Down, down with every... | |
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