 | John Elliot Bingham - 1843 - Страниц: 441
...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... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - Страниц: 300
...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...Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! Hut woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetlcd... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - Страниц: 336
...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...draws; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clan Ranald the dauntless, and Moray the proud ; All plaided and plumed in their tartan array ! " 4.... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - Страниц: 300
...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...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanronald the... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - Страниц: 484
...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...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 504
...False wizard, avaunt! I have marshall'd 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 bonneted... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - Страниц: 300
...And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock I Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1846 - Страниц: 383
...Wizard, avaunt ! I have marshall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their hearts are but one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanronald the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1846 - Страниц: 300
...marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of Iheir blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnelted chieflains to victory crowd, Clanronald the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1846 - Страниц: 300
...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...death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock 1 Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause,... | |
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They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! 
