 Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe> Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. III. Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son...  The Augustan review - Сторінка 2001815Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
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...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path: Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow. Should the...never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart! 掃羅王最後一戰的戰前之歌 武士們， 首領們@ 當我在征戰， 敵人的刀劍若將我刺穿，... | |
 | 1899 - 336 стор.
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path, Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the...others ; but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of heart ! Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway, Or kingly the death that awaits us to-day. XXXVII.—... | |
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...that they rear, How they hiss in their hair ; And the sparkles that flash from their eyes. DRYDEN. Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the...feet. Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. BYRON. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the... | |
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...Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path : Bury your steel in the bosoms of Oath ! II. Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the...feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. III. Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem,... | |
 | Joseph Bickersteth Mayor - 1969 - 332 стор.
...he'll wreck | if they let | him sleep on | In the grave | where a Brit|on has laid (him. So in Byron, Thou \ who art bear|ing my buck|ler and bow | Should...Mine \ be the doom | which they dared | not to meet | . And Swinburne (Erechtheus), 1. 139 Fair fort|ress and fost|ress of sons | born free | Who stand... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 672 стор.
...the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's in your path, Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! " Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the...in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dar'd not to meet. " Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart ! Bright... | |
 | Samuel Drew - 1821 - 664 стор.
...Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path : Burr jour steel in the bosoms of Gnlh ! Tboa who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers...in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dar'd not to meet. Farewell to others, but петег we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1904 - 606 стор.
...Lord, Heed not the corse, though a King's, in your path : L Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! II. Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow,"• Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe, i. Heed not the carcase that lies in yonr path. — [MS. Copy (i).] ii. my shield and my bow, Should... | |
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