 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 450 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the Emperor's pride Bowed itself down before the man he had injured. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...war, my name Went through the world. The drum was beat—and, lo! The plough, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm to the old familiar long-loved banners;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 oldal
...he had injured. 'T was I must rise, and with creative word Assemble force» in the doolate camp«. 1 did it. Like a god of war, my name Went through the world. The drum was4>cat — and,lo Tile plough, the work-shop is forsaken, alt Swarm to the old familiar long-loved... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1835 - 336 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the emperor's pride Bowed itself down before the man he had injured. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...desolate camps. I did it. Like a god of war, my name Wen t through the world. The drum was beat — and lo ! The plow, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 496 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the Emperor's pride Bow'd itself down before the man he had injur'd. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...desolate camps. I did it. Like a god of war, my name Went thro' the world. The drum was beat— and, lo ! The plough, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1838 - 492 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the Emperor's pride Bow'd itself down before the man he had injur'd. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...desolate camps. I did it. Like a god of war, my name Went thro' the world. The drum was beat — and, lo ! The plough, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 oldal
...had injured. Twa I must rise, and with creative word Awmble forces in the desolate camps. I did 'i like a god of war, my name Went through the world. The drum was beat— and, lo! The plow, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swum to the old familiar long-loved banners ; And as the wood-choir... | |
 | Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller - 1844 - 104 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the Emperor's pride Bow'd itself down before the man he had injured. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...Went through the world. The drum was beat — and, lo I The plough, the workshop is forsaken, all Swarm to the old familiar long-loved banners ; And as the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 oldal
...itself down before the man he had injured. Twas I must rise, and with creative word Asemble forcee for the whole : I have A heart — it bleeds within...miseries And piteous groaning of my fellow Germans. Ye plow, the work-simp is forsaken, all Swarm to the old familiar long-loved banners ; And as the wood-choir... | |
 | John Burke, Bernard Burke - 1848 - 636 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress ; the emperor's pride Bowed itself down before the man he had injured. 'Twas I must rise, and, with creative word, Assemble...The drum was beat, and lo ! The plough, the workshop are forsaken ; all Swarm to the old, familiar, long-loved banners : And as the wood-choir, rich in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 344 oldal
...me, Their helper in distress : the Emperor's pride Bowed itself down before the man he had injured. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble...Went through the world. The drum was beat— and, lo I The plough, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm to the old familiar long-loved banners ; And as... | |
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Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble forces in the desolate camps. I did it. Like a god of war my name Went through the world. The drum was beat; and, lo... 
