 | 1842 - 612 стор.
...the awful symphonies ! I hear e'en now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the dreadful groan, Which, through the ages that have gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. The bursting shell, the gateway wrenched asunder, The rattling musketry, the clashing blade, And, ever... | |
 | International peace society - 232 стор.
...will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death- angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies...gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. The tumult of each sacked and burning village; The shout that every prayer for morcy drowns; The soldiers'... | |
 | 1844 - 784 стор.
...will rise, how wild and dreary, When llie Death-Angel touches those swift keys 1 What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies...of agony, the endless groan— Which, through the nges thut have gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 стор.
...Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! I hear, even now, the infinite fierce chorus, 10 The cries of agony, the endless groan, — Which,...gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song, IS * And loud amid the universal clamor, On helm... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 стор.
...will rise, how wild and dreary, When the Death-Angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! I hear, even now, the infinite fierce chorus, 10 The cries of agony, the endless groan, — Which, through the ages that have gone before us, In... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1846 - 178 стор.
...will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies...forest roars the Norseman's song, And loud, amid the universal clamor, O'er distant deserts sounds the Tartar gong. I hear the Florentine, who from his... | |
 | 1846 - 302 стор.
...swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! I hoar even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of...forest roars the Norseman's song, And loud, amid the universal clamor, O'er distant deserts sounds the Tartar gong. I hear the Florentine, who from his... | |
 | 1846 - 308 стор.
...those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies! I hrar even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the endless groan, Which, through (he ages that have gone before ui, In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings... | |
 | Presbyterian Church of England - 1857
...When the Death angel touches those swift keys! What loud lament and dreary miserere Will minglewith their awful symphonies! I hear even now the infinite...reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the Sason hammer ; Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song ; And loud amid the universal clamour,... | |
 | 1873 - 398 стор.
...will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies...cries of agony, the endless groan, Which, through the agee that have gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the... | |
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Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms ; But from their silent pipes no anthem pealing Startles the villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift... 
