 | Walter Scott - 1847 - 492 страници
...blade!" " Thy threats, thy mercy, 1 defy! Let recreant yield, who tears to die." — ' Like adder darling from his coil, Like wolf that dashes through the toil,...at Fitz-James's throat he sprung;» Received, but recked nol of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman round.Now, gallant Saxon, hold thi.ie own! iio... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1847 - 210 страници
...thy heart's blood dies my blade !" " Thy threats, thy mercy, I dofy ! Let recreant yield who feass to die." — • Like adder darting from his coil,...dashes through the toil, Like mountain-cat who guards ir- young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, Received, but reck'd not of a wound, And locked hi.s... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1848 - 170 страници
...my blade!" " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield who feass to die." — Like addnr darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes through the toil, Like mountain-cat who guards V young, Full at Fitz-.Iames's throat he sprung, Received, but reck'd not of a wound, And locked his... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 466 страници
...Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dies my blade ! " — " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! 30 Let recreant yield who fears to die." Like adder darting...her young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, 35 Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman round. — Now, gallant Saxon,... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 318 страници
...Chieftain to his knee. " Now yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dies my blade P " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield...toil, Like mountain-cat who guards her young, Full at Fitz James's throat he sprung, Received, but reck'd not of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1850 - 484 страници
...his knee. ' ' Now, yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade !" " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield,...wolf that dashes through the toil, Like mountain-cat that guards her young, Full at Fitz- James's throat he sprung ; Beceived, but recked not of a wound,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1850 - 440 страници
...I defy! 30 Let recreant yield who fears to die." The world, thy heart's blood dies my blade! " — Like adder darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes through the toil, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, 35 Received, but recked not of a wound, Like mountain-cat who... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1851 - 850 страници
...his knee." XVI. " Now, yield thee, or by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade !"" Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield,...adder darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes though the toil, Like mountain-cat who guards her young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung ;8 Received,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1852 - 594 страници
...to his knee. " Now, yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! n " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield...through the toil, Like mountain-cat who guards her youngs Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms... | |
 | J H. Aitken - 1853 - 378 страници
...to his knee— " Now, yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade!' " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield,...he sprung; Received, but reck'd not of a wound, And lock'd his arms his foeman round.— Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own ! No maiden's hand is round... | |
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Now, yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! " • " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield, who fears to die. 
