 He heard it, but he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother—...  The works, of ... lord Byron - Stran 60avtor: George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | James Robert Boyd - 1844 - 372 strani
...not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There...mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holyday. All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, And unrevenged ? Arise, ye Goths ! and... | |
 | Adam Mickiewicz - 1844 - 644 strani
...ber fфcn jur Ьев 6í)riftentf)ume reifen «Slawen »or. *) He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There...their Dacian mother — he , their Sire , Butcher'd to made a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood. »en 24. Sanitär 1843. @o lange «in SSolf... | |
 | 1857 - 516 strani
...; — His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There...There was their Dacian mother;— he, their sire, Butchered to make a Koman. holiday ! All this rushed with his blood. {Shall he expire, And unavenged?... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 strani
...not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away: He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There...young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother—he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday— All this rushed with his blood. Shall... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 strani
...He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, 1 : 1 1 1 where his rude hut by the Danube lay ; Then ]X p a8 4 G3df5 ⃑ ~\ 9Q@ *:tj Irq ~lu / i | L +O n ī/ Mh 02 $: Butchered to make a Roman holiday. All this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire, And unavenged !... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 strani
...away : He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay ; T/ttve $ Butchered to make a Roman holiday. All this rushed with his blood, Shall he expire, And unavenged ?... | |
 | William Coombs Dana - 1845 - 408 strani
...not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There...— he, their sire Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — AH this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire And unavenged ? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your... | |
 | 1845 - 916 strani
...not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He rcck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay; There...he their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday. — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, And unaveng'd ? — Arise, ye Goths ! and glut... | |
 | William Gilmore Simms - 1845 - 448 strani
...not — his eyes, Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay ;...There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, ButcherM to make a Roman holiday !" — What a history is here ! — how complete — how true ! What... | |
 | Joel Tyler Headley - 1845 - 240 strani
...slowly away, while his thoughts, far from the scene of strife, reckless who was the victor, were " Where his rude hut by the Danube lay — There were...barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother." Oh, what wild heart-breakings had been in that arena ! Every inch of it had been soaked in blood, and... | |
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