 | Dominic Barthel - 1927 - 790 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower. — And now The arena swims around him ; — he is gone...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He recked not... | |
 | Arthur Beatty - 1928 - 582 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and... | |
 | Eugen Kölbing, Johannes Hoops, Arthur Kölbing, Reinald Hoops, Albert Wagner - 1903 - 484 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes \yere with his heart — and... | |
 | Willa Cather - 2003 - 412 pagine
...reference to the dying gladiator in Byron's Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (1812-1 8). The lines read ". . . he is gone, / Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. / He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes / Were with his heart, and that was far away; . . . where... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow Prom the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; d вате for flame and blood for blood mast tell. The tide of triumph eb shoot which hail' Л the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, bat he heeded not — his eyes Were with... | |
 | John Varriano - 1995 - 304 pagine
...upon his hand - his manly brow Consents to his death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks low, And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow...arena swims around him - he is gone, Ere ceased the human shout which hailed the wretch who won.18 Such was the power of Byron's lines that in 1833, fifteen... | |
 | David B. Cohen - 1995 - 372 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thundershower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. With his life's work, Castlereagh had won his place in history. With suicide, he had won his release... | |
 | Michael Grant - 1995 - 136 pagine
...alive. Byron was moved to picture one such victim - a prisoner of war from a remote village of Dacia. The arena swims around him -he is gone, Ere ceased...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He recked not... | |
 | Bruce Redford - 1996 - 156 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | James A. W. Heffernan - 2004 - 261 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
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I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... 
