| British poets - 1828 - Страниц: 838
...clan; Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to tho last of their blood find their breath. And like reapers descend to the harvest...to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam, like a ware on the rock ! But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1829 - Страниц: 520
...False Wizard, avaunt! I have marsliall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms arc one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the ban1 est of death. ТЫ-n welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash bis proud foam... | |
| 1828 - Страниц: 396
...thai they would also join, and use their utmost emdearoun to engafB ttstir countrymen to take arms." They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, [death. And like reapers descend to the harvest of Then weleome be Cumberland's steed to the shock... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1830 - Страниц: 250
...False Wizard avaunt! I have marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their...him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! But wo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonnetted... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1830 - Страниц: 248
...False Wizard avaunt! I have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their...dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonnetted... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1830 - Страниц: 516
...clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their hlood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the...him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! But wue to lus kindred, and woe lo his canse, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonneled... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1830 - Страниц: 514
...False Wizard, avaunl ! I have marslmll'd my clan, Their swords ore a thousand, iheir bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers desrend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock! Let him dash his... | |
| Thomas Ewing - 1832 - Страниц: 428
...False Wizard, avaunt ! I have marshalled my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ; They are true to the last of their blood and their...dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonneted... | |
| Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - Страниц: 360
...perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, They are true to the last of their blood and their...And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Down! soolhless insulter; I trust not the tale. Plaintive — Come, Anthony, and young Octavius, come,... | |
| John Pierpont - 1835 - Страниц: 496
...False Wizard, avaunt! I have marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their...dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted... | |
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