 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1106 pagine
...shield, Had not yet filled her horns, wnen, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians from the hills ass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of The shepherds fled For safety and for succor. I alone, With bended bow, and quiver full of arrows,... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrup - 1888 - 790 pagine
...shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by her light A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Rushed like a torrent down upon the vale, Sweeping our flocks and herds. The shepherds fled For safety and for succor. I alone, With bended bow, and quiver full of arrows,... | |
 | 1909 - 600 pagine
...shield. Had not yet filled her horns, when by her light A band of fierce barbarians from the hills Rush'd like a torrent down upon the vale. Sweeping our flocks and herds. The shepherds fled For safety and for succor. I alone. With bended bow, and quiver full of arrows,... | |
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The road he took, then hasted to my friends ; Whom, with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe. 
