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... Childe Harold's pilgrimage, a romaunt. Campe's ed - Sida 225efter George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
| 1851 - 428 sidor
...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 holiday — All this rush'd with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged I — Awake, ye Goths, and glut... | |
| George W. Burnap - 1841 - 288 sidor
...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 holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 sidor
...at play, Thert was their Daclan mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ' — his well-sung woes, The pilgrims of his genius. He arose TO raise a languag I ye Goths, and glut your ire ! OZLEC But here, where Murder breathed her bloody steam ; And here,... | |
| John Murray (Firm) - 1843 - 616 sidor
...barbarians all at play, There was their Daciaa mother — he, their sire, Butchei'd to make a Roman holiday. All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire. And unavenged ? Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire !" Childe RarolU. One of the most accurate of critics, John Bell, describes the anatomy of... | |
| James Robert Boyd - 1844 - 372 sidor
...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 holyday. All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, And unrevenged ? Arise, ye Goths ! and... | |
| Adam Mickiewicz - 1844 - 644 sidor
...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 made a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood. »en 24. Sanitär 1843. @o lange «in SSolf... | |
| English poetry - 1844 - 92 sidor
...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 here, where buzzing nations choked... | |
| 1857 - 516 sidor
...There was their Dacian mother;— he, their sire, Butchered to make a Koman. holiday ! All this rushed with his blood. {Shall he expire, And unavenged? Arise ! Ye Goths, and glut your ire. It may be that, as we have said, the poet in this grand passage was not the maker of a connexion... | |
| 1845 - 916 sidor
...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 holiday. — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, And unaveng'd ? — Arise, ye Goths ! and glut... | |
| William Coombs Dana - 1845 - 408 sidor
...at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — AH this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire And unavenged ? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" It is strange to go into that half-ruined colossal structure, all garlanded with vines... | |
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