 | Robert Southey - 1812 - 588 стор.
...uhidthitou in battle, think of me. XVI IT. Mterciful God ! how horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the...instruments! the clang of arms, The shriek of agony, ths groan of death, In one wild uproar and continuous din, Shake the still air ; while, overhead,,... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1812 - 292 стор.
...plain of Aztlan ! there the shont Of battle, the barbarian yell, the bray Of dissonant instrnments, the clang of arms, The shriek of agony, the groan of death, In one wild nproar and continnons din, Shake the still air ; while, overhead, the AI oon, Regardless. of the stir... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1815 - 302 стор.
...Yuhidthiton in baUle, think of me. F'2 XVIII. MERCIFUL God ! how horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the...wild uproar and continuous din, Shake the still air ; while, overhead, the Moon, Regardless of the stir of this low world, Holds on her heavenly way. Still... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 стор.
...hearth, Where he had slumber'd at his master's feet, The rank weed flourished. Southey's Joan of Arc. The shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the bray...agony, the groan of death, In one wild uproar and continued din, Shake the still air ; while, overhead, the Moon, Regardless of the stir of this low... | |
 | 1824 - 706 стор.
...ambition or pleasure they are wasted. War has been the great enemy of the natural rights of man. " There the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the...of arms( The shriek of agony, the groan of death, ID one wild uproar and continuous din Shake the still air." All this in its excess, and in proportion... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1829 - 806 стор.
...horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the briy Of dissonant instruments, the clang of arms, The shriek of agony, the groan of death, la one wild uproar and continuous din, Shake the still air; while, overhead, the Moon, Regardless of... | |
 | 1830 - 542 стор.
...field in endless confusion ; wounded men and horses were still battling with death, and we could hear " The shriek of agony, the groan of death, In one wild uproar and continued din, Shake the still air ; while, overhead, the moon, Regardless of the stir of this low... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1838 - 520 стор.
...battle, think of me. xvm. THE VICTORY. MERCIFUL God ! how horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the...wild uproar and continuous din, Shake the still air; while, overhead, the Moon, Regardless of the stir of this low world, Holds on her heavenly way. Still... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1839 - 840 стор.
...think of me way XVIII. THE VICTORY. MERCIFUL God ! how horrible IB night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the...groan of death, In one wild uproar and continuous dm, Shake the still air; while, overhead, the Moon, Regardless of the »tir of tliis low world, Holds... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1845 - 848 стор.
...battle, think of me. XVIII. THE VICTORY. MERCIFUL God ! how horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the bray Of dissonant instruments, the clang of arras. The shriek of agony, the groan of death, In one wild uproar and continuous din, Shake the still... | |
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God ! how horrible is night Upon the plain of Aztlan ! there the shout Of battle, the barbarian yell, the bray Of dissonant instruments, the clang of arms, The shriek of agony, the groan of death... 
