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" And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre. "
The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century - 60. oldal
szerző: Lyre - 1841 - 344 oldal
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, 2. kötet

1824 - 488 oldal
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, " And be your eriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand...

Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 oldal
...my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your Oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...of Guelders and Almayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies,— upon them with the lance. A thousand...

The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], 30. kötet

1828 - 602 oldal
...helmet of Navarre." 'i ' Hurrah ! the foes arc moving. Hark to the mingled din Of fil'v, and steed, ami trump, and drum, and roaring culverin. The fiery Duke...plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Alnuayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 1. kötet

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 oldal
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, ' And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.' Hurrah ! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin ! 216 THE POETICAL ALBUM. The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 oldal
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.' Hurrah ! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culrerin I The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry...

A series of lessons, in prose and verse, progessively arranged [ed.] by J.M ...

James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 oldal
...the ranks of war, And be your Oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are coming. Hark to the mingled din Of fife, and steed, and trump,...of Guelders and Almayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand...

The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, 1-2. kötet

1832 - 952 oldal
...my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war. And be your Oriiamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverln. The flery Duke U pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry...

Henri Quatre: Or, The Days of the League. In Three Volumes, 2. kötet

John Henry Mancur - 1834 - 314 oldal
...here," muttered the Baron, " for who would not subscribe his name to a just quarrel?" CHAPTER XXII. Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark ! to the mingled...gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand...

Henri Quatre: Or, the Days of the League ...

John Henry Mancur - 1834 - 250 oldal
...here," muttered the Baron, " for who would not subscribe his name to a justquarrel ?" CHAPTER XXII. Hurrah! the foes are moving. Hark ! to the mingled...plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Ahnayne. Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies,...

The Bondman: A Story of the Times of Wat Tyler

Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 502 oldal
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin! ™" î fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, "^all the hireling chivalry of Guelders...




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