 | John Aikin - 1821 - 412 páginas
...Revenge impatient rose, He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down, And, with a withering look, He war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sound so full of woe. And ever and anon he beat, The doubling drum with furious heat ; [tween, And... | |
 | 1821 - 270 páginas
...blood-fitain'd sword in thunder down. And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And tdew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of wo. And ever and ;i nun be beat The doubling drum with furious heat ; And tho' sometimes, each dreary... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 páginas
...frown, Revenge impatient rose: He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down; And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a...furious heat: And, though sometimes, each dreary pause beDejected Pity, at his side, [tween, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd... | |
 | 1822 - 418 páginas
...rose ; He threw his blood- stain'd swordin thunder down, And with a with'ring look The waivdcnouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread,...he beat The doubling drum with furious heat ; And th»' sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity at his side Her soul-subduing voice applied,... | |
 | 1822 - 116 páginas
...blast so loud and dread, , Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of wo ; And ever and anon he beat 1 he doubling drum with furious heat ; And though, sometimes...dreary pause between^ , Dejected Pity at his side Her soul subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild, • nalter'd rnein, While each straih'd ball... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 270 páginas
...drum, with furious heat: And, though sometimes, each dreary pause beDejected Pity, at his side, [tween, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept...unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head. Thy numbers, Jealousy, to nought were fix'd : Sad proof of thy distressful... | |
 | 1863 - 1198 páginas
...frown, Revenge impatient rose ; He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down j And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were nr'er prophetic sounds so full of woe : And ever and anon he beat The doubling drum with furious heal."... | |
 | 1823 - 872 páginas
...frown, Revenge impatient rose ; He threw his blood-stain'd sword io thunder down, And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a...unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head. Thy numbers, Jealousy, to nought were fix'd, Sad proof of thy distressful... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 páginas
...frown, Revenge impatient rose. He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down ; And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a...and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of wo ; And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum with furious heat : And though, sometimes, each... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 páginas
...frown, Revenge impatient rose. He threw his blood-stained sword in thunder down ; And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetick sounds so full of wo ; And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum with furious heat :... | |
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And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head. 
