Lays of Ancient Rome, with Jory and the ArmadaLongmans, Green, 1887 - 191 Seiten |
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... blood of Kings and Gods.1 1 Οἱ δὲ ἀνδρωθέντες γίνονται , κατά τε ἀξίωσιν μορφῆς καὶ φρονηματος ὄγκον , οὐ συοφορβοῖς καὶ βουκόλοις ἐοικότες , ἀλλ ̓ οἵους ἄν τις ἀξιώσειε τοὺς ἐκ βασιλείου τε φύντας γένους , καὶ ἀπὸ δαιμόνων σπορᾶς ...
... blood of Kings and Gods.1 1 Οἱ δὲ ἀνδρωθέντες γίνονται , κατά τε ἀξίωσιν μορφῆς καὶ φρονηματος ὄγκον , οὐ συοφορβοῖς καὶ βουκόλοις ἐοικότες , ἀλλ ̓ οἵους ἄν τις ἀξιώσειε τοὺς ἐκ βασιλείου τε φύντας γένους , καὶ ἀπὸ δαιμόνων σπορᾶς ...
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... of the same proud patrician blood , all worthy to be attended by the fasces , and to command the legions . A sad and anxious retinue of friends accompanies the adventurers through the streets ; but the voice of lamentation XXX PREFACE .
... of the same proud patrician blood , all worthy to be attended by the fasces , and to command the legions . A sad and anxious retinue of friends accompanies the adventurers through the streets ; but the voice of lamentation XXX PREFACE .
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... blood was he : ' I will abide on thy left side , And keep the bridge with thee . ' XXXI . ' Horatius , ' quoth the Consul , ' As thou sayest , so let it be . ' And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three . For ...
... blood was he : ' I will abide on thy left side , And keep the bridge with thee . ' XXXI . ' Horatius , ' quoth the Consul , ' As thou sayest , so let it be . ' And straight against that great array Forth went the dauntless Three . For ...
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... blood flow . XLV . He reeled , and on Herminius He leaned one breathing - space ; Then , like a wild cat mad with wounds , Sprang right at Astur's face . Through teeth , and skull , and helmet So fierce a thrust he sped , The good sword ...
... blood flow . XLV . He reeled , and on Herminius He leaned one breathing - space ; Then , like a wild cat mad with wounds , Sprang right at Astur's face . Through teeth , and skull , and helmet So fierce a thrust he sped , The good sword ...
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... blood . L. Was none who would be foremost To lead such dire attack : But those behind cried ' Forward ! ' And those before cried ' Back ! ' And backward now and forward Wavers the deep array ; And on the tossing sea of steel , To and ...
... blood . L. Was none who would be foremost To lead such dire attack : But those behind cried ' Forward ! ' And those before cried ' Back ! ' And backward now and forward Wavers the deep array ; And on the tossing sea of steel , To and ...
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Seite 177 - He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Seite 38 - Tiber! father Tiber! To whom the Romans pray, A Roman's life, a Roman's arms, Take thou in charge this day ! ' So he spake, and speaking sheathed The good sword by his side, And with his harness on his back Plunged headlong in the tide.
Seite 178 - Bartholomew," 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 180 - Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls. Ho ! gallant nobles of the League, look that your arms be bright ; Ho ! burghers of Saint Genevieve, keep watch and ward to-night.
Seite 190 - ... din, As fast from every village round the horse came spurring in : And eastward straight from wild Blackheath the warlike errand went, And roused in many an ancient hall the gallant squires of Kent. Southward from Surrey's pleasant hills flew those bright couriers forth...
Seite 14 - But by the yellow Tiber Was tumult and affright : From all the spacious champaign To Rome men took their flight. A mile around the city, The throng stopped up the ways ; A fearful sight it was to see Through two long nights and days.
Seite 37 - Back darted Spurius Lartius ; Herminius darted back ; And, as they passed, beneath their feet They felt the timbers crack. But when they turned their faces, And on the farther shore Saw brave Horatius stand alone, They would have crossed once more.
Seite 24 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Seite 97 - This day, by Lake Regillus, Under the Porcian height, All in the lands of Tusculum Was fought a glorious fight. To-morrow your Dictator Shall bring in triumph home The spoils of thirty cities To deck the shrines of Rome...
Seite 24 - And for the tender mother Who dandled him to rest, And for the wife who nurses His baby at her breast, And for the holy maidens Who feed the eternal flame, To save them from false Sextus That wrought the deed of shame ? ' Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may ; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me ?