 Woe to the English soldiery That little dread us near! On them shall light at midnight A strange and sudden fear; When, waking to their tents on fire, They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who...  Poems - Сторінка 123автори: William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 274 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 стор.
...fire They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And thej' who fly in terror, deem A mighty host behind, And...were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown ithe soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine top grieves, And slumber long... | |
 | 1834 - 320 стор.
...better than any other purpose to which I had seen it applied. The automata really got along wonThen sweet the hour that brings release , From danger and...battle's spoil. The woodland rings with laugh and shoot As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup. With merry... | |
 | 1834 - 324 стор.
...tents on fire, They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror, deem A mighty host behind,...hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind. VOL. i. & Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil : We talk the battle over,... | |
 | Lyman Cobb - 1834 - 238 стор.
...arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terrour, deem A mighty host behind, And hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind. i : . : .• -.fc •3. Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil : We talk... | |
 | 1836 - 268 стор.
...stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror, deem A mighty host behind, Ai nl hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind. . •' Then sweet the hoof that brings release From danger and from toil : We talk the battle over, And share the battle's... | |
 | 1838 - 332 стор.
...tents on fire They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to-face us Are beat to earth again ; i And they who fly in terror, deem A mighty host behind,...shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gather'd To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves,... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman - 1840 - 972 стор.
...disappointment at the broken and lost trail of the fugitives. CHAPTER V. A NIGHT IN THE WHOOPING HOLLOW. " Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger...talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil." Song of Marion's Men, " A gentle arm entwines her form, a voice is in her ear, WTu'ch even in death's... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman - 1840 - 272 стор.
...the fugitives. CHAPTER XII. A NIGHT IN THE WHOOPING HOLLOW. " Then sweet the hour that brings releaae From danger and from toil, We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil." Song of Marion's Men. " A gentle arm entwines her form, a voice is in her ear, Which even in death's... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 стор.
...tents on fire, They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror deem A mighty host behind,...shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gather'd To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves,... | |
 | William McCarty - 1842 - 484 стор.
...tents on fire They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror deem A mighty host behind,...shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gather'd To crown the soldier's cup. With merry songs we mock the wind That in the pine-top grieves,... | |
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