 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pagine
...drops, ebbing clow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the firrt of a thunder-shower ; q1 Ń $\ r Q $h #` Yd ۈ^ 2d <\L wen. He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He recked... | |
 | William Mitchell Gillespie - 1845 - 230 pagine
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low, And through his side the...now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceas'd the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won." IV. CHURCHES, IMAGES, RELIQUES AND MIRACLES.... | |
 | William Coombs Dana - 1845 - 408 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...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 reck'd not... | |
 | 1845 - 916 pagine
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now 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 rcck'd... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 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... | |
 | William Gilmore Simms - 1845 - 448 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 reck'd... | |
 | Gift - 1846 - 268 pagine
...the fierce workings of the world's wild strifr ! Sleep on then, sleep ! A. c. THE DYING GLADIATOB. I SEE before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon...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... | |
 | 1846 - 236 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... | |
 | William Ingraham Kip - 1846 - 478 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavily, 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 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. i He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
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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,... 
