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" Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost 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 to make a Roman... "
Lord Byron's Works ... - Σελίδα 167
των George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
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Letters to Lord Byron on a Question of Poetical Criticism: To which are Now ...

William Lisle Bowles - 1822 - 108 σελίδες
...liail'd 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 of the life he lost,...this rush'd with his blood. Shall he expire, " And unaveng'd ! Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire."* In the " Faithful Shepherdess" of BEAUMONT and FLETCHER...

The Pamphleteer, Τόμος 20

Abraham John Valpy - 1822 - 584 σελίδες
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He rcck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his...He, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ! AH this rush'd with his blood. Shall he expire, And unaveng'd ? Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire."'...

Letters to Lord Byron on a Question of Poetical Criticism: With Corrections ...

William Lisle Bowles - 1822 - 260 σελίδες
...Iiail'd the wretch who won. " Ho heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes " Were with his heart, andthat was far away: " He reck'd not of the life he lost,...his young barbarians all at play, " There was their Daciau mother. He, their sire, " Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ! " All this rush'd with his blood....

The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1876 - 1204 σελίδες
..." He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacinn mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a .11. .nnm holiday. All this rushed with his blood...."...

The Pamphleteer, Τόμος 20

Abraham John Valpy - 1822 - 582 σελίδες
...heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He rcck'd not of the life he lest, nor prize ; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,...young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian molher. lie, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ! All tliis rush'd with his blood. Shall...

Mementoes, historical and classical, of a tour through part of ..., Τόμος 2

1824 - 470 σελίδες
...And his droop'd head sinks gradually low. and again, -His eyes Were with his heart, and that was faf away : He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize...he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday. Childe Harold. This oft admired sculpture has been affirmed, with apparent reason, to be a copy of...

The John Bull magazine, and literary recorder, Τόμος 1

1824 - 232 σελίδες
...hail'd 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 of the life he lost — nor prize, But where his rude but by the Danube lay; — There were his young harharians all at play, There was their Dacian mother...

The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Τόμος 1

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 σελίδες
...won. CXLL He heard it, hut he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart, and that was fer away ; I He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut hy the Danuhe lay There were his young harharians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he,...

Scenes and Impressions in Egypt and in Italy

Moyle Sherer - 1825 - 454 σελίδες
...hail'd 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 of the life he lost,...this rush'd with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unaveng'd ? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" And let us come to the Milvian bridge and look...

Scenes and Impressions in Egypt and in Italy

Moyle Sherer - 1825 - 454 σελίδες
...hail'd the wreteh who won. " 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,...this rush'd with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unaveng'd ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" And let us come to the Milvian bridge and look...




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