 Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire, Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed,— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust...  The Work of Mrs. Hemans - Стр. 62авторы: Mrs. Hemans - 1842Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1825 - Страниц: 648
...— this earth is not my sire! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed ! ' — Thou canst not ! — and a king ! — his dust be...strain, — His banner led the spears no more amidst the bills of Spain. F. И. THE FAMILY JOURNAL. NO. XI. The Human Beings killed by the Fe.atlu.red Monster.... | |
 | 1825 - Страниц: 620
...— this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed ! — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be...look, then turn'd from that sad place. His hope was crush 'd, his after-fate untold in martial strain, — His hanner led the spears no more amidst the... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - Страниц: 502
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loos'd the steed, — his slack hand fell — upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - Страниц: 502
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head ! " He loos'd the steed, — his slack hand fell — upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - Страниц: 360
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be...strain — His banner led the spears no more amidst the Mill of Spain. THE DYING BARD'S PROPHECY. AT THE TIME OF THE SUPPOSED MASSACRE BT EDWARD I. THE Hall... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 228
...— his dust be mountains on thy head "I He loosed the steed, — his slack hand fell— upon, tho silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, then turn'd from that sad place — His hope was cnwh'd, hi? aftrr-fate untold in martial strain — His banner led (he spears no more amidst the hills... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 228
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom 1 strove, for whom my blood was shed— Thou canst not ?— and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head"! He loosed thelsteed, — his slack hand fell— upon the silent face He cast•one long, deep, troubled look,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - Страниц: 216
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head !" He looos'd the steed, his slack hand fell — upon the silent face He cast one Ion?, deep, troubled look... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - Страниц: 334
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be...silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, than turned from that sad place — His hope was crushed, his after-fate untold in martial strain —... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - Страниц: 356
...— this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dust be mountains...steed, — his slack hand fell — upon the silent i face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, then turned from that sad place — His hope was crushed,... | |
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