Lays of Ancient Rome: With Ivry and The ArmadaLongmans, Green, 1870 - 167 Seiten |
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... gowns , And hied them to the wall . XIX . They held a council standing Before the River - Gate ; Short time was there , ye well may guess , For musing or debate . Out spake the Consul roundly : ' The bridge must straight go down ; For ...
... gowns , And hied them to the wall . XIX . They held a council standing Before the River - Gate ; Short time was there , ye well may guess , For musing or debate . Out spake the Consul roundly : ' The bridge must straight go down ; For ...
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... gown , and smote upon his breast , And sprang upon that column , by many a minstrel sung , Whereon three mouldering helmets , three rusting swords , are hung . And beckoned to the people , and in bold voice and clear Poured thick and ...
... gown , and smote upon his breast , And sprang upon that column , by many a minstrel sung , Whereon three mouldering helmets , three rusting swords , are hung . And beckoned to the people , and in bold voice and clear Poured thick and ...
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... gown . And then his eyes grew very dim , and his throat began to swell , And in a hoarse , changed voice he spake , ' Farewell , sweet child ! Farewell ! Oh ! how I loved my darling ! Though stern I sometimes be , To thee , thou know'st ...
... gown . And then his eyes grew very dim , and his throat began to swell , And in a hoarse , changed voice he spake , ' Farewell , sweet child ! Farewell ! Oh ! how I loved my darling ! Though stern I sometimes be , To thee , thou know'st ...
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... gown , Till , with white lips and bloodshot eyes , Virginius tottered nigh , And stood before the judgment - seat , and held the knife on high . ' Oh ! dwellers in the nether gloom , avengers of the slain , By this dear blood I cry to ...
... gown , Till , with white lips and bloodshot eyes , Virginius tottered nigh , And stood before the judgment - seat , and held the knife on high . ' Oh ! dwellers in the nether gloom , avengers of the slain , By this dear blood I cry to ...
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... gowns . ' Twas well the lictors might not pierce to where the maiden lay , Else surely had they been all twelve torn limb from limb that day . Right glad they were to struggle back , blood streaming from their heads , With axes all in ...
... gowns . ' Twas well the lictors might not pierce to where the maiden lay , Else surely had they been all twelve torn limb from limb that day . Right glad they were to struggle back , blood streaming from their heads , With axes all in ...
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Seite 161 - 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 50 - Then none was for a party ; Then all were for the state ; Then the great man helped the poor, And the poor man loved the great ; Then lands were fairly portioned ; Then spoils were fairly sold : The Romans were like brothers In the brave days of old.
Seite 51 - Meanwhile the Tuscan army, Right glorious to behold, Came flashing back the noonday light, Rank behind rank, like surges bright Of a broad sea of gold. Four hundred trumpets sounded A peal of warlike glee, As that great host, with measured tread, And spears advanced, and ensigns spread, Rolled slowly towards the bridge's head, Where stood the dauntless Three. The Three stood calm and silent And looked upon the foes, And a great shout of laughter From all the vanguard rose: And forth three chiefs...
Seite 166 - And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay. Ho ! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight : ho ! scatter flowers, fair maids : Ho ! gunners, fire a loud salute : ho ! gallants, draw your blades : Thou sun, shine on her joyously — ye breezes, waft her wide; Our glorious SEMPER EADEM, the banner of our pride.
Seite 159 - Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance, Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, oh pleasant land of France! 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 167 - ... o'er Darwin's rocky dales Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light, Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale of Trent ; Till Skiddaw saw the fire...
Seite 53 - Herminius smote down Aruns; Lartius laid Ocnus low; Right to the heart of Lausulus Horatius sent a blow. "Lie there," he cried, "fell pirate! No more aghast and pale, From Ostia's walls the crowd shall mark The track of thy destroying bark. No more Campania's hinds shall fly To woods and caverns when they spy Thy thrice accursed sail." XLI. But now no sound of laughter Was heard among the foes, A wild and wrathful clamor From all the vanguard rose. Six spears...
Seite 58 - But with a crash like thunder Fell every loosened beam, And like a dam the mighty wreck Lay right athwart the stream ; And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam.
Seite 50 - Now while the three were tightening Their harness on their backs, The Consul was the foremost man To take in hand an axe; And fathers, mixed with commons...
Seite 47 - Fast by the royal standard, O'erlooking all the war, Lars Porsena of Clusium Sat in his ivory car. By the right wheel rode Mamilius, Prince of the Latian name; And by the left false Sextus, That wrought the deed of shame.