 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 352 páginas
...gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ehhing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CxLI. He heard it, hut he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and... | |
 | 1838 - 332 páginas
...agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low—- And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, nnd that... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1838 - 332 páginas
...agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the...him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won." Now, all this sculpture has imbodied in perpetual marble, and every... | |
 | 1838 - 728 páginas
...Capitol, but the dying man in the amphitheatre ; " And through his aide the last drops ebbing slow From the red gash fall heavy, one by one, Like the...arena swims around him, — he is gone Ere ceased th' inhuman shout that hailed the wretch that won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1838 - 618 páginas
...ceased th' inhuman shout that hailed the wretch that won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyei Were with his heart, and that was far away; He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where hia rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian... | |
 | 546 páginas
...through his side his last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the Tint of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, 'Ere ceased the inhuman ehout which hailed the wretch who won." fu ii 1. 1. HAROLD. " The dying man cried, ' Hold, I've bad... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1838 - 598 páginas
...agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman sound which... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1838 - 1198 páginas
...shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eye» Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, —... | |
 | Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 424 páginas
...agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the...which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but l\e heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1848 - 550 páginas
...conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low. And through his side his last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." CRILDE HAROLD. " The dying man cried, ' Hold, I've had my gruel. Oh ! for a glass of max !' and as... | |
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I see before me the Gladiator lie ; He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony. And his droop'd head sinks gradually low, And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like... 
