 | 1825 - Страниц: 648
...!'' at length he murmur'd low — and wept like childhood then — — Talk not of grief till tliou hast seen the tears of warlike men ! He thought on...his glorious hopes, and all his young renown — He Hung the falchion from his side, and in the dust sat down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands... | |
 | 1825 - Страниц: 620
...stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood ! " Father !" at length he murtnur'd low — and wept like childhood then — — Talk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men ! He thonght on all his glorious hopes, and all his young renown — He Hung the falchion from his side,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - Страниц: 360
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood. "Father!" at length he murmur'd low — and wept like childhood then — Talk not of grief till...side, and in the dust sat down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow, " No more, there is no more," he said, " to lift the sword... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 228
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood, " Father !" at length he murmu,'d low— and wept like childhood then — Talk not of grief till...falchion from his side, and in the dust sat down. BERNARDO DEL CARPIO. 103 Then coining with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow, " No more,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 228
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood, " Father !" at length he murniur'd low— and wept like childhood then — Talk not of grief till...on all his glorious hopes, and all his young renown — Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow, " No more, there is no more,"... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 216
...and from his lip the blood. " Father!" at length he munmir'd low — and wept like childhood thenTalk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike...on all his glorious hopes, and all his young renown — Then covering wild his steel-glov'cl hands his darkly mournful brow, " No more, there is no more,"... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - Страниц: 334
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood. ' Father ! ' at length he murmured low — and wept like childhood then — Talk not of grief till...side, and in the dust sat down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow, ' No more, there is no more,' he said, ' to lift the sword... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - Страниц: 356
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood. 'Father!' at length he murmured low — and wept like childhood then — Talk not of grief, till...side, and in the dust sat down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands hi:, darkly mournful brow, 'No more, there is no more,' he said, 'to lift the sword... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - Страниц: 356
...'Father!' at length he murmured low—and wept like childhood then— Talk not of grief, till thou hMt seen the tears of warlike men!— ' He thought on...side, and in the dust sat down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his darkly mournful brow, ' No more, there is no more,' he said, ' to lift the sword... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - Страниц: 510
...was stricken from his arm, and from his lip the blood. l Father!" at length he murmured low — and wept like childhood then, — Talk not of grief till...glorious hopes, and all his young renown, — He flung the falehion from his side, and in the dust sate down. Then covering with his steel-gloved hands his... | |
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Father!" at length he murmured low — and wept like childhood then— Talk not of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men ! — He thought on all his glorious hopes, and all his young renown — He flung his falchion from his side, and in... 
