 In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And the living are blent in the slippery flood, And the feet, as they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corses that sleep below. "What! Francis!" "Give...  Vox: an occasional paper - Stran 51879Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | 1843 - 844 strani
...that we meet once more I The dead men lie hathed in the weltering hlood, - And the living are hlent in the slippery flood, And the feet, as they reeling and sliding go, Stumhle still on the corpses that sleep helow. " What, Francis!" " Give Charlotte my last farewell."... | |
 | 1843 - 1278 strani
...brooding Night. Brothers, God grant when thit life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corpses that sleep below. " What, Francis!" " Give Charlotte my last farewell." Wilder the slaughter... | |
 | Friedrich Schiller - 1844 - 434 strani
...brooding night ! Brothers, God grant when this life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corpses that sleep below. « What, Francis !" " Give Charlotte my last farewell." As the dying man... | |
 | Friedrich Schiller - 1844 - 428 strani
...blent in the slippery flood, And the feet, as they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corpses that sleep below. "What, Francis!" "Give Charlotte...farewell." As the dying man murmurs, the thunders swell — "I '11 give— Oh God! are their guns so near? Ho! comrades! — yon volley! — look sharp to... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 strani
...brooding night ! Brothers, God grant, when this life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...farewell." As the dying man murmurs, the thunders swell. — " I 'll give — O God ! are their guns so near ? Ho ! comrades ! — yon volley ! — look sharp... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 strani
...brooding night ! Brothers, God grant, when this life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...farewell." As the dying man murmurs, the thunders swell. — " I 'll give — O God ! are their guns so near ? Ho ! comrades ! — yon volley ! — look sharp... | |
 | Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller - 1852 - 416 strani
...brooding Night ! Brothers, God grant when this life be o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corpses that sleep below. "What, Francis !" " Give Charlotte my last farewell." As the dying man murmurs,... | |
 | 1854 - 576 strani
...brooding night ! Brothers, God grant, when this life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...farewell.' As the dying man murmurs, the thunders swell. — " I '11 give — O God ! are their guns so near ? Ho ! comrades ! — yon volley ! — look sharp... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 566 strani
...brooding night ! Brothers, God grant, when this life is o'er, In the life to come that we meet once more ! The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...blent in the slippery flood, And the feet, as they recline; and sliding go, Stumble still on the corses that sleep below. " What ! Francis ! " — " Give... | |
 | Friedrich Schiller - 1861 - 676 strani
...brooding night 1 Brothers, God grant when this life is o'er. In the life to come that we meet once morel The dead men lie bathed in the weltering blood, And...they reeling and sliding go, Stumble still on the corpses that sleep below. "What, Francis!" "Give Charlotte my last farewell." As the dying man murmurs,... | |
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