 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - Страниц: 332
...shatter'd sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. — Out spoke the victor then, As he hail'd them o'er the wave ; ' Ye are brothers ! ye are men...make submission meet To our King.' — Then Denmark bless'd our chief,. That he gave her wounds repose ; And the- sounds of joy and grief From her people... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - Страниц: 328
...shatter'd sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. — Out spoke the victor then, As he hail'd them o'er the wave ; ' Ye are brothers ! ye are men...make submission meet To our King.' — Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1839 - Страниц: 510
...victor then, As he hail'd them o'er the wave; " Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but lo save: — So peace instead of death let us bring : But yield, proud foe, thy fleet, With lite crews, at England's feet, And make submission meet To our King." — Then Denmark blest our chief.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1840 - Страниц: 376
...all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. — v, ' Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but...England's feet, And make submission meet To our King.' — V VI. Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - Страниц: 332
...then, As he hail'd them o'er the ware; "Ye are brothers! ye are men! And we conquer but to save:'So peace instead of death let us bring: But yield, proud...thy fleet, With the crews, at England's feet, And irmke submission meet To ourmJng."— Then Denmark blest our chief. That he gave her wounds repose;... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Страниц: 108
...shattered sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom ! Out spoke the victor then, As he hailed them o'er the wave, " Ye are brothers ! ye are men...And make submission meet To our king." Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - Страниц: 580
...shattered sail ; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. Out spoke the victor then, As he hail'd them o'er the wave ; " Ye are brothers ; ye are men...And make submission meet To our king." Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people... | |
 | Thomas Flanagan - 1847 - Страниц: 996
...along the deep slowly boom ; Then ceased, and all is nail. " Out spoke the victor then, As he hailed them o'er the wave ; Ye are brothers ! Ye are men...England's feet, And make submission meet To our king. " Now joy, Old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - Страниц: 446
...shatter'd sail; Or, in conflagration pale, Light the gloom. — Outspoke the victor then, As he hail'd them o'er the wave, " Ye are brothers ! ye are men...And make submission meet To our king." Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose; And the sounds of joy and grief, From her people... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 588
...submission meet To our King. The Dane rcturn'd, a truce Glad to bring ; He would yield his conquer'd fleet With the crews at England's feet And make submission meet To our King ! Then death withdrew his pall From the day ; And the sun look'd smiling bright On a wide and woeful sight... | |
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Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save ; So peace instead of death let us bring; But yield, proud foe, thy fleet With the crews, at England's feet ; And make submission meet To our king. 
