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" I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like... "
Southern Literary Messenger - 271. oldal
1859
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The Quarterly Review, 19. kötet

1818 - 598 oldal
...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a. thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him...

The Quarterly Review, 19. kötet

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 600 oldal
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him...

The works of ... lord Byron, 7-8. kötet

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 oldal
...*9 He leans upon his hands — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower; and now The arena swims around him...

The London Quarterly Review, 19. kötet

1819 - 630 oldal
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, full heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him...

The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 oldal
...Gladiator lie : (5® He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through...his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him...

Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 oldal
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now •• The arena swims around...

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 3. rész

1833 - 554 oldal
...DTINO GT.ADIATOR. " ' I lee before me the gladiator lie; And liia droop'd head sinks gradually low j And through his side, the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the first of athunder-shower-,— and now The arena swims around...

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

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 oldal
...Gladiator lic : (59) He leans upon his hand — his manly hrow Consents to death, hut conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ehhing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now...

Scenes and Impressions in Egypt and in Italy

Moyle Sherer - 1825 - 454 oldal
...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low; And through his side the last drops ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him—he...

The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical ..., 1-2. kötet

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 oldal
...gladiator lie: 5 9 He leans upon his hand— his manly brow Consents to death, hut conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low— And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow I'rom the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims...




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