 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 страници
...the \a!'', She call'd on Echo still, through all the sons > And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close,...but, with a frown, Revenge impatient rose; ^ He threw Ins bloud-stain'd sword, in thmder, down; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took,... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 854 страници
...the vale, She called on echo still, through all the song; 35 And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close,...sung; — but, with a frown, Revenge impatient rose: 40 He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 страници
...the val«1, She call'd on Echo still, through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, t sooner to shun: And if dearly that error hath cost...lost me, It could not deprive me of thee. 40 From t 40 He threw his blood-stain'd sword, in thunder, down; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing... | |
 | Walter Barnes - 1915 - 602 страници
...woods, Ihe vale She call'd on Echo still through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ;...sung : — but with a frown Revenge impatient rose: lie threw his blood-stain 'd sword in thunder down; And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 страници
...and waved her golden hair. And longer had she sung; — but, with a frown, Revenge impatient rose: 40 He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down;...trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Wrere ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe! 45 And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with... | |
 | Walter Barnes - 1915 - 600 страници
...woods, the vale She call'd on Echo still through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close;...and waved her golden hair;—• And longer had she sung:—but with a frown Revenge impatient rose: He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder clown;... | |
 | Walter Barnes - 1915 - 602 страници
...And longer had she sung: — but with a frown Revenge impatient rose : He threw his blood-stain 'd sword in thunder down; And with a withering look The...trumpet took And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne 'er prophetic sounds so full of woe ! And ever and anon he beat The doubling drum with furious heat... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1916 - 416 страници
...distance hail ! She call'd on Echo still through all the song ; And, where her sweetest iheme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ;...: —but with a frown Revenge impatient rose : He "vhrew his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down ; And with a withering look Tne war-denouncing trumpet... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 566 страници
...the vale, She called on Echo still through all the song; 35 And where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close,...smiled, and waved her golden hair. And longer had she sung,—but with a The frown Revenge impatient rose; 40 He threw his blood-stained sword in thunder... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 964 страници
...the vale, She called on Echo still through all the song; 35 And where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close,...Hope, enchanted, smiled, and waved her golden hair. 340 And longer had she sung, — but with a frown Revenge impatient rose; 40 He threw his blood-stained... | |
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And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took ; And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe... 
