 | 1838 - 332 стор.
...curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we look'd on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And...fate of war, • To fight for his own holy name, and Heury of Navarre. The King is come to marshal us, in all his armour drest, And he has bound a snow-white... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 стор.
...midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's impurpled blood; And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his...God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for his own holyna;ne, and Henry of Navarre. The King is come to marshal us, in all his armour dressed, And he... | |
 | 1840 - 818 стор.
...on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, An<l good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with hi- blood; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for bis own holy name, and Henry of Navarre. The king is come to marshal us, in all his armor drest, And... | |
 | 1843 - 1266 стор.
...gazed on them, wr thought on Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligny's hoary head all dabbled wilh his blood; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the of war, To fight for His own holy name, and Henry The king is come to marshal us, in all his armonr... | |
 | 1867 - 682 стор.
...and their squadrons. Tho Huguenots trooped together for a blessing on the same cause — " And they cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To light for his own holy name, and Henry of Xavarre ! " But of the total absence of religious hatred... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 стор.
...brood of false Lorraine,4 the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a trunchcon iu his hand: And, as we looked on them, we thought of...the fate of war, To fight for his own holy name, and Heury of Navarre. The King is come to marshal us, all in his armour drest, And he has bound a suow-white... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 стор.
...music and the dance, Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vales, O pleasant land of France ! O ! how our hearts were beating, when, at the dawn of...living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for IDs own holy Name, and Henry of Navarre. The King has come to marshal us, in all his armor drest, And... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 стор.
...Flemish spears ! There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayeune was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as...the fate of war, To fight for His own holy Name, and Heury of Navarre. The King has come to marshal us, in all his armor drest, And he has bound a snow-white... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1856 - 518 стор.
...and Egmont's Flemish spears ! There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; ,\nd dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his...unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To light for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre. (1) This last stanza was added hy Kirke White, in... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 566 стор.
...truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood And good Ooligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried...living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for TTia own holy Name, and Henry of Navarre. The King has come to marshal us, in all his armor drest,... | |
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With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as... 
