 Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe> Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. III. Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son...  The Augustan review - Страница 2001815Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Edwin Guest - 1838 - 342 страници
...Heed | not the corse|, though a king's|, in your path|, Bur|y your steel \ in the bos|oms of Gath|. Thou | who art bear|ing my buck|ler and bow|, Should...di|adem, bound|less the sway|, Or king|ly the death | that awaits | us to-day|. When a verse or section opens with an accent, followed by two unaccented... | |
 | Edwin Guest - 1838 - 338 страници
...Heed | not the corse|, though a king's|, in your path|, Bur|y your steel | in the bos|oms of Gath|. Thou | who art bear|ing my buck|ler and bow|, Should...roy|alty, son | of my heart|, Bright | is the di|adem, bound |less the sway|, Or king|ly the death | that awaits | us to-day |. When a verse or section opens... | |
 | Edwin Guest - 1838 - 346 страници
...Heed | not the corse|, though a king's|, in your path|, Bnr|y your steel | in the bos|oms of Gath|. Thou | who art bear|ing my buck|ler and bow|, Should...doom | which they dared | not to meet|. Fare|well to oth|crs, but nev|er we part|, Heir | to my roy|alty, son | of my heart|, Bright | is the di|adem, bound|less... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 страници
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's in your path, Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul turn away from the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet! Mine be the doom which they dared... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 306 страници
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's in your path, Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul turn away from the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet! Mine be the doom which they dared... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 576 страници
...Lord, Heed not the course, though a king's, in your path : Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the...feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. m. Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem,... | |
 | Bradford Frazee - 1845 - 214 страници
...Lord, Heed not the corpse, though a king 's in your path, Bury your steel in the bosom of Gath. n. Thou, who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe, Lay me that moment in blood at thy feet, Mine be the doom that they dare not to meet III. Farewell... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 368 страници
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path ; Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath. Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe, Streteh me that moment in blood at thy feet ; Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. Farewell... | |
 | 1850 - 300 страници
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king 's in your path, Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul turn away from the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared... | |
 | Robert Gordon Latham - 1854 - 282 страници
...corpse, though a king's, in your path, Bury your stee1 in the bosoms of Gath. 2. Th<5u, who art hearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe, Lay me that moment in blood at thy feet, Mine be the doom that they dare not to meet. 3. Farewell to... | |
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