 | 1824 - 488 стор.
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, " And be your eriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 стор.
...my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your Oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...of Guelders and Almayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies,— upon them with the lance. A thousand... | |
 | 1828 - 602 стор.
...helmet of Navarre." 'i ' Hurrah ! the foes arc moving. Hark to the mingled din Of fil'v, and steed, ami trump, and drum, and roaring culverin. The fiery Duke...plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Alnuayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 стор.
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, ' And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.' Hurrah ! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin ! 216 THE POETICAL ALBUM. The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 стор.
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.' Hurrah ! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culrerin I The fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry... | |
 | James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 стор.
...the ranks of war, And be your Oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are coming. Hark to the mingled din Of fife, and steed, and trump,...of Guelders and Almayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand... | |
 | 1832 - 952 стор.
...my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war. And be your Oriiamme to-day the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark to the mingled...fife, and steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverln. The flery Duke U pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry... | |
 | John Henry Mancur - 1834 - 314 стор.
...here," muttered the Baron, " for who would not subscribe his name to a just quarrel?" CHAPTER XXII. Hurrah ! the foes are moving. Hark ! to the mingled...gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies, — upon them with the lance. A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand... | |
 | John Henry Mancur - 1834 - 250 стор.
...here," muttered the Baron, " for who would not subscribe his name to a justquarrel ?" CHAPTER XXII. Hurrah! the foes are moving. Hark ! to the mingled...plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Ahnayne. Now by the lips of those ye love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden lilies,... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 502 стор.
...white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre." Hurrah! the foes are moving ! Hark to the mingled...steed, and trump, and drum, and roaring culverin! ™" î fiery Duke is pricking fast across Saint Andre's plain, "^all the hireling chivalry of Guelders... | |
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And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre. 
