 ... host of 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, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet...  The works of ... lord Byron - Страница 122по George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | W. H. Leigh - 1847 - 244 страници
...favourable elevation, the ponderous mass of ignorance that benights the rural districts." CHAPTER XI. " Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's...raise thy buried head ; King, behold the phantom seer I"— SAUL. "ALL the fat's i" the fire ! here 's something to talk about — now for it! who's to blame... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1847 - 400 страници
...death that world's bright opening be, Oh ! who would live a slave in this 1 SAUL.— BYRON. I. THOO whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's...buried head ! King, behold the phantom seer !" Earth yawn'd ; he stood, the centre of a cloud ; Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud. Death stood... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1847 - 396 страници
...would live a slave in this ? SAUL.— BYRON. I. THOU whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet'a form appear, — " Samuel, raise thy buried head ! King, behold the phantom seer !" Earth yawn'd ; he stood, the centre of a cloud ; Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud. Death stood... | |
 | Stephen W. q (Stephen Watkins) Clark - 1847 - 242 страници
...RULE—Words used in direct addresses, and independent Phrases, should be separated by a Comma. EXAMPLEs. " Thou, whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's form appear; King, behold the phantom seer !" " Child, amidst the flowers that play, Samuel, raise thy buried head... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 страници
...the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my...sway, Or kingly the death which awaits us to-day. WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE. WERE my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be, I... | |
 | George W. Burnap - 1848 - 358 страници
...Saul on the eve of the fatal battle becomes, in the hands of Byron, a picture to harrow up the soul. ' Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's...buried head ! King, behold the phantom seer!' " Earth yawn'd ; he stood the centre of a cloud : Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud : Death stood... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 страници
...the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ; Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. Farewell to others ; but never we part, Heir to my...sway, Or kingly the death which awaits us to-day. BYBON. Song. A widow bird sat mourning for her love Upon a wintry bough ; The fro/en wind kept on above,... | |
 | 1850 - 300 страници
...foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet ! Farewell to others ! but never we part, Heir to my...the sway, Or kingly the death which awaits us to-day ! THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB. THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 страници
...slaves shall ne'er be mine : — Dash down yon cup of Samian wine 1 BTROH THE RAISING OF SAMUEL. " THOU, whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's...the phantom seer ! " .Earth yawned, — he stood the center of a cloud, Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud : Death stood all glassy in his... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1851 - 400 страници
...; If death that world's bright opening be, Oh ! who would live a slave in this ? SAUL-— BYRON. I. THOU whose spell can raise the dead, Bid the prophet's...buried head ! King, behold the phantom seer !" Earth yawn'd ; he stood, the centre of a cloud ; Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud. Death stood... | |
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