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" Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe... "
The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White - Σελίδα 116
των Samuel Rogers - 1839 - 495 σελίδες
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Golden Poems by British and American Authors

Francis Fisher Browne - 1906 - 548 σελίδες
...— the watchword and reply ; Then peal'd the notes, omnipotent to charm, And the loud tocsin toll'd their last alarm ! — In vain, alas ! in vain, ye...few ! From rank to rank your volley'd thunder flew : — O, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime ; Found not...

English Poetry (1170-1892)

John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 654 σελίδες
...the watchword and reply; Then peal'd the notes, omnipotent to charm, 37 And the loud tocsin toll'd their last alarm! — In vain, alas ! in vain, ye...mercy in her woe! Dropp'd from her nerveless grasp the shatter' spear, Closed herbrighteye, andcurb'd her high career;— Hope, for a season, bade the world...

English Poetry (1170-1892).

John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 616 σελίδες
...the watchword and reply; Then peal'd the notes, omnipotent to charm, 371 And the loud toesin toll'd their last alarm ! — In vain, alas ! in vain, ye gallant few ! From rank to rank your volley' d thunder flew: — Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without...

The Laurel Speaker: Heroic Classic Verse for Boys

1908 - 228 σελίδες
...— the watchword and reply; Then pealed the notes, omnipotent to charm, And the loud tocsin tolled their last alarm! In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! From rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew, — O ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without...

The Orator's Manual: A Practical and Philosophical Treatise on Vocal Culture ...

George Lansing Raymond - 1910 - 382 σελίδες
...tocsin tolled their last alarm! In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! Prom rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew; — Oh, bloodiest picture in the book...pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe! Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear, Closed her bright eye, and curbed her high career....

The Orator's Manual: A Practical and Philosophical Treatise on Vocal Culture ...

George Lansing Raymond - 1910 - 380 σελίδες
...— the watchword and reply; Then pealed the notes, omnipotent to charm, And the loud tocsin tolled their last alarm! In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! From rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew; — Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, , Sarmatia fell, unwept, without...

A Study in Nationality

John Vyrnwy Morgan - 1911 - 562 σελίδες
...wrongs inflicted upon Poland by the oppressor, when it was conquered and divided by a merciless foe. " Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of time ! Sarmatia...pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe ! Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear, Closed her bright eye, and curbed her high...

Reminiscences

Robert Milton Howard - 1912 - 376 σελίδες
...few, From rank to rank your volleyed thunder flew; O, bloodlest picture in the book of time, The South fell, unwept, without a crime, "Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arm or mercy in her woe — Dropped from her nerveless grasp tbe shattered spear, Closed her bright...

Chaucer to Burns

William Stebbing - 1913 - 426 σελίδες
...The noble protest against the iniquitous massacre of Polish independence has never ceased to echo : Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia...in her woe ! Dropp'd from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear, Closed her bright eye, and curb'd her high career ; — Hope, for a season, bade the...

The Magazine of History, with Notes and Queries: Extra number, Τεύχη 33-36

1914 - 334 σελίδες
...last exhausted and bleeding, he fell by the lance of a Cossack, and a sabre cut across his forehead. In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! From rank...mercy in her woe! Dropp'd from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear; Closed her bright eye, and curb'd her high career. Hope, for a season, bade the world...




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