 | 1824 - 486 стор.
...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 we looked...fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 стор.
...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 we looked...his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre. The King has come to marshal us, in all his armour drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 стор.
...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 we looked on them, we thought of Seine's impurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 стор.
...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 we looked on them, we thought of Seme's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto... | |
 | 1828 - 602 стор.
...Flemish spearg. 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 we looked on them, we thougju of Seine's impurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And... | |
 | 1832 - 952 стор.
...Flemish spears There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our taitH ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled uool. And good Colignl's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living God,... | |
 | John Henry Mancur - 1834 - 314 стор.
...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 we looked...fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre ! HUGUENOT SONG. THOUGH the Loire, deemed by Catherine and her military advisers an impregnable barrier... | |
 | 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.
...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 we looked on them, we thought of Seine's impurpled blood; And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living... | |
 | 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... | |
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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... 
