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" 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 hut by the Danube lay: There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother —... "
Letters to Lord Byron on a Question of Poetical Criticism: To which are Now ... - 95. oldal
szerző: William Lisle Bowles - 1822 - 108 oldal
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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 - 622 oldal
...swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their bire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire And...

The Quarterly Review, 19. kötet

1818 - 606 oldal
...swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wo». CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where bis rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian...

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
...around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' lie heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; Hereck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his...

The London Quarterly Review, 19. kötet

1819 - 630 oldal
...swims around him — be is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wonCXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Unman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye...

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

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 oldal
...swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hail'd the wretch who won. CXL I. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost no prize , But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play. There...

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

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 oldal
...around him — he is gone, : Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLT. , He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away* He rrck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But wlic're his rude hut by the Danube lay There' were his...

The Asiatic Journal and Monthly Register for British and Foreign ..., 8. kötet

1819 - 656 oldal
...shower ; " The Arena swims around him — he is gone, <f E'er ceased the inhuman shout, which hails the wretch, who won : " He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyet " Wrre with his heart, and that was far away; [/""tee, &c. " fla reck'd not of the life lie lost,...

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Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 oldal
...azray ; i He reck'd not of the ILfe he lost nur prize, But where his rude hat by the Danube lay lüere were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their lire, Butcher'd to mate a Roman. holiday — jlll lhis rush'd with his blood — Shall he espire And...

The Pamphleteer, 18. kötet

Abraham John Valpy - 1821 - 582 oldal
...TJie arena twims around him — He is gone, Ere ceas'd the inhuman sound which hail'd the wretch teho won. He heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart, and that mat far away : He recKd not of the life he lost, nor prize ; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,...

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 3. rész

1833 - 554 oldal
...him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won.1 " ' He heard it, and 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 hut by the Danube layf There were...




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