The Lays of Ancient Rome: And Other PoemsMiller, 1871 - 271 Seiten |
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... In such an evil case , Struggle through such a raging flood Safe to the landing - place : But his limbs were borne up bravely By the brave heart within , And our good Father Tiber Bare bravely up his chin 60 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
... In such an evil case , Struggle through such a raging flood Safe to the landing - place : But his limbs were borne up bravely By the brave heart within , And our good Father Tiber Bare bravely up his chin 60 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
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... Raging with currish spite , Still yelps and snaps at those who run Still runs from those who smite . So now ' twas seen of Appius . When stones began to fly , He shook , and crouched , and wrung his hands 194 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
... Raging with currish spite , Still yelps and snaps at those who run Still runs from those who smite . So now ' twas seen of Appius . When stones began to fly , He shook , and crouched , and wrung his hands 194 LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME .
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... raging beast : Raging beast and raging flood Alike have spared the prey ; And to - day the dead are living The lost are found to - day . V. The troubled river knew them , And smoothed his THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS . 215.
... raging beast : Raging beast and raging flood Alike have spared the prey ; And to - day the dead are living The lost are found to - day . V. The troubled river knew them , And smoothed his THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS . 215.
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... raging beast : Raging beast and raging flood Alike have spared the prey ; And to - day the dead are living The lost are found to - day . VATES And up stood stiff his thin white hair , THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS . 215.
... raging beast : Raging beast and raging flood Alike have spared the prey ; And to - day the dead are living The lost are found to - day . VATES And up stood stiff his thin white hair , THE PROPHECY OF CAPYS . 215.
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Alba Longa Alban Amulius ancient Appius Claudius Appius Claudius Crassus Aulus ballad-poetry ballads battle Beneath Black Auster blood brave days broadsword Caius chronicle Claudian Clusium Consul dead are living Dionysius early Ennius Fabius false Sextus Fathers fierce fight foes Forum fought gown Greek hand hath head helmet Herminius Herodotus Horatius horse horsemen Hurrah Ides of Quintilis King Lake Regillus Lars Porsena Latian name Latin Licinius lictors Livy lost are found loud loves Lucius Sextius maid Mamilius MANIUS CURIUS DENTATUS minstrels Nævius night numbers o'er Patricians pilum Plebeians poem poet poetry Pontiff Prince proud Punic purple Quintilis rode Roman Rome Romulus round Saturnian Second Punic War shield shout slain smile smote songs spake spears steed stood story sword Tarquin Terentianus Maurus thee thou thrice Tiber tion Titus to-day the dead Tribunes triumph Tuscan Tusculum Twin Brethren Unto Valerius verses Vesta's Volscian weep
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Seite 210 - And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre.
Seite 211 - A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
Seite 212 - was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe: Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Seite 72 - They gave him of the corn-land, That was of public right, As much as two strong oxen Could plough from morn till night : And they made a molten image, And set it up on high, And there it stands unto this day To witness if I lie.
Seite 74 - When the oldest cask is opened, And the largest lamp is lit ; When the chestnuts glow in the embers, And the kid turns on the spit ; When young and old in circle Around the firebrands close ; When the girls are weaving baskets, And the lads are shaping bows...
Seite 68 - Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. "Down with him!" cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face; "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, "Now yield thee to our grace.
Seite 218 - And thou, Rochelle, our own Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.
Seite 219 - And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land: And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand: And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...
Seite 223 - Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down. So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard field, Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield.
Seite 73 - And in the nights of winter, When the cold north winds blow, And the long howling of the wolves Is heard amidst the snow ; When round the lonely cottage Roars loud the tempest's din, And the good logs of Algidus Roar louder yet within...