 | 1838 - 728 pages
...The arena swims around him, — he is gone Ere ceased th' inhuman shout that hailed the wretch that won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes...— he their sire Butchered, to make a Roman holiday — . " There is very little of all this to be seen in the statue. It presents to the imagination one... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1838 - 618 pages
...with his heart, and that was far away; He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where hia rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians...— he their sire Butchered, to make a Roman holiday — . " There is very little of all this to be seen in the statue. It presents to the imagination one... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 394 pages
...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...this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire ? And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" The gladiator was found at Actium, near to the... | |
 | Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 424 pages
...— 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 that...this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire ? And unavenged? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" The gladiator was found at Actium, near to the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1839 - 590 pages
...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...sire Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, And unrevenged ? — Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire.... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1841 - 390 pages
...6. He heard it but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday." 7. The theatres in the early ages of Rome were only rude wooden buildings, but they were afterwards... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...away : He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay ; T/ttve were his young barbarians all at play, There was their...All this rushed with his blood, Shall he expire, And unavenged ? Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire I Apoflnphe to the Ocean. There is a pleasure in the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, 1 : 1 1 1 where his rude hut by the Danube lay ; Then ]X p a8 4 G3df5 ⃑ ~\ 9Q@ *:tj Irq ~lu / i | L +O..."e b ΏZ JA " Q gH ޫ | b q ; B F\ v ؏ ȕ unavenged ! Arise, ye Gotha, and glut your in 1 Apoitrophe to the Ocean. There U a pleasure in the... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 pages
...by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother—he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday— All this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire, And unavenged ? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire! But here, where Murder hreathed her bloody steam; And... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...sign." "The poet has 'he marble into man, and endowed it with human a0ections." There was their Dacian1 mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman...this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire ! Byron. TIME'S SONG. O'EB the level plain where... | |
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Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now 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... 
