| Ebenezer Bailey - 1840 - Страниц: 426
...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...breath, And like reapers, descend to the harvest of deatli 31 Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1841 - Страниц: 332
...False Wizard, avaunt! I have marshall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are onel They are true to the last of their blood and their...of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the •bock) Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! But woe tn his kindred, and woe to his... | |
| Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1893 - Страниц: 326
...avaunt ! I have marshalled my clan ; The three hundred and sixty will tight like one man ; They "11 be true to the last of their blood and their breath,...reapers, descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be SALISBTTRY'S steed to the shock 1 If he dash on like foam, he shall find me a rock. But woe to his... | |
| Andrew Comstock - 1841 - Страниц: 410
...avaunt'/ | I have marshall'd my clan' : | Their swords are a thou'sand; | their bosoms are one,: | They are true to the last of their blood, and their...breath', ] And like reap'ers, descend to the harvest of deaths | Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock" ! \ Let Aim dash Ais proud foam like a wave... | |
| Eliza Robbins - 1842 - Страниц: 352
...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...reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome is Cumberland's steed to the shock! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to... | |
| John Elliot Bingham - 1842 - Страниц: 452
...will be equal to the slaughter of your liated species. We are true to the last of our blood and our breath. And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - Страниц: 320
...False Wizard, avaunt! I have marshalled my elan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their...wave on the rock! But woe to his kindred, and woe to ills cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd,... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1843 - Страниц: 516
...marshall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the lastof their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanranald the... | |
| John Elliot Bingham - 1843 - Страниц: 470
...will be equal to the slaughter of your hated species. "We are true to the kst of our blood and our breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, "When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
| John Elliot Bingham - 1843 - Страниц: 910
...will be equal to the slaughter of your hated species. We are true to the last of our blood and our breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
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