I see before me the Gladiator lie : 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 last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... Development of English Literature and Language - Page 343by Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882Full view - About this book
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1838 - 598 pages
...shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman sound which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not,...eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his... | |
| Linney Gilbert - 1839 - 388 pages
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| 536 pages
...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, Like the...which Hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeds not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost... | |
| Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 424 pages
...agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but l\e heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and... | |
| John William Carleton - 1848 - 550 pages
...conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low. And through his side his last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the...— he is gone, 'Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." CRILDE HAROLD. " The dying man cried, ' Hold, I've had my gruel. Oh ! for... | |
| Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 394 pages
...agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the...— 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... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1839 - 590 pages
...shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman sound which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not,...eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, Hut where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his... | |
| Jules Michelet - 1840 - 718 pages
...his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From I lie red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of...nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacianmothcr — he, their sire, Butchcr'd... | |
| 1840 - 368 pages
...sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavily, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and...nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
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