 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 strani
...falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band ; " Strike — till the last...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won ; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 strani
...As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer h is band ; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires,...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won ; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | Janus - 1826 - 568 strani
...pines before the blast, Or lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band ; " Strike — till the last...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won ; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 strani
...falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike — till the last...graves of your sires ; God — and your native land !" 12 MARCO BOZZARIS. They fought — like brave men, long and well ; They piled that ground with Moslem... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 strani
...shotsJalling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band ; » Strike— till the last...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile, when rang their proud hurrah. And the red field was won ; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 strani
...falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band; " Strike — till the last...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 414 strani
...altars and your fires, Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" 3 They fought — like brave men, long and well, They...every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile, when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won ; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 strani
...thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, (°°) "Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" % 3 They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 strani
...fires, Strike—for the green graves of your sires, God—and your native land !" 3 They fought—like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain; They conquered—but Bozzaris fell, His few surviving comrades saw His smile, when rang their proud hurrah,... | |
 | 1829 - 436 strani
...cloud ; And heard with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: " Strike — till the last arm'd foe expires ; Strike — for your altars and your...; They piled that ground with Moslem slain ; They conquer'd — but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when... | |
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And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land! 
