 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - 560 oldal
...spot? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. I see before me the Gladiator lie : (') Ho leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXL. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | John Miley - 1843 - 382 oldal
...vanquished party was entirely rooted out, there would remain no subjects to oppress. CHAPTER IV. " I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand,...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone ! Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
 | 1843 - 368 oldal
...oracle ! «*****#« I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly browConsents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head...last drops, ebbing slow ' From the red gash, fall heavily, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him : he is... | |
 | James Robert Boyd - 1844 - 372 oldal
...flowers that adorn his poetry bloom over charnel-houses and the grave ! THE DYING GLADIATOR. I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand...and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Kre ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won He heard it, but he heeded not — his... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 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...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | 1842 - 572 oldal
...merely recherche illustration suggested by thought or perception of analogies purely intellectual : — "And through his side the last drops ebbing slow From...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower." Nothing can be more forced than the comparison of drops of blood to drops of rain.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 oldal
...wonns — on battle-plains or listed spot t Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. I see genius, that power which constitutes a poet, that...which judgment is cold and knowledge is inert, th drooped head sinks gradually low: And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 oldal
...through his side the last drops, ebbing clow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the firrt S }5zU |d P $ ^ q1 Ń $\ r Q $h #` Yd ۈ^ 2d <\L hailed the wretch who wen. He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | William Gilmore Simms - 1845 - 448 oldal
...embody. The poet interposes while the strife is loudest, and furnishes the perfect history. " I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand...— he is gone Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes, Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | 1845 - 916 oldal
...Childe Harold,' with which we shall beg to refresh the reader's memory. VOL. i. — NO. vii. 2 i. I see before me the Gladiator lie ; He leans upon his hand...one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now And now the arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch... | |
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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 droop'd head sinks gradually low— And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... 
