 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 σελίδες
...He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, Aud shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer h is band ; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike — for your altars and your... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 σελίδες
...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To aims ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
 | Janus - 1826 - 568 σελίδες
...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die, 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast Like forest pines before the blast, Or lightnings... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 σελίδες
...his last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!" He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 σελίδες
...Greek!" He woke—to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death iihots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band ;' (°°) "Strike—till the last armed foe expires, Strike—for your altars and your... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 σελίδες
...Greek!" He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...cloud; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike — for your altars and your fires,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 414 σελίδες
...!" He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, (°°) "Strike— till the last armed foe expires, Strike — for your altars and your fires, Strike... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 σελίδες
...; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, (°) " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death .-hits falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 σελίδες
...his last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, "To arras! they come! the Greek! the Greek!" He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard,... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 σελίδες
...last ; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, "To arms! they come ! the Greek ! the Gfteek \» He woke —to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shotsJalling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
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And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires; God — and your native land! 
