 | 1824 - 488 стор.
...Hurrah ! a single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah ! Hurrah ! for Ivry, and Henry of Navarre. Oh ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and figment's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 стор.
...single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre. Oh ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was hi the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled... | |
 | 1828 - 602 стор.
...! for Ivry, and Henry of Navarre. ' O ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn of day, \Ve saw the army of the League drawn out in long array...And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spearg. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 стор.
...single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre. Oh ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...saw the army of the League drawn out in long array 5 With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 стор.
...Hurrah ! hurrah I for Ivry, and King Henry of Oh ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the daw n of day, We saw the army of the League drawn out in...in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with... | |
 | 1832 - 952 стор.
...single field hath turn'd the chance of war. Hurrah ! hurrah 1 tor l»ry, and Henry of Navarre О ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn of...priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And AppenzePi stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses... | |
 | 1834 - 672 стор.
...single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre. Oh! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 214 стор.
...a single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah! hurrah! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre. Oh! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 502 стор.
...single field hath turned the chance of war, Hurrah ! hurrah ! for Ivry, and King Henry of Navarre. Oh! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn...in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1857 - 672 стор.
...thing but showing the white feather; as he appeared when hailed by the stout loyalists who confronted the army of the League drawn out in long array, "...its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers," the brood of false Lorraine, and dark Mayenne, and Appenzel's infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spearmen... | |
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... rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy. 
