 And, like a horse unbroken When first he feels the rein, The furious river struggled hard, And tossed his tawny mane, And burst the curb, and bounded Rejoicing to be free, And whirling down, in fierce career. Battlement, and plank, and pier Rushed headlong...  One Hundred Narrative Poems - Сторінка 302редактори - 1918 - 436 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1872 - 900 стор.
...a smile on his pale face ; " Now yield thee," cried Lars Porscna, " Now yield thee to our grace ! " do /F 0/F The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Rome : "0... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1872 - 438 стор.
...his pale face. " Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, u Now yield thee to our grace." Round turn'd he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Naught...To Sextus naught spake he ; But he saw on Palatinus The white porch of his home ; And he spake to the noble river That rolls by the towers of Roma "0 Tiber!... | |
 | Walter Scott Dalgleish - 1872 - 274 стор.
...the stream : And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops " Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...broad flood behind. ' Down with him !' cried false Sextos, •With a smile on his pale face. ' Now yield thee,' cried Lars Porsena, ' Now yield thee to... | |
 | Anna Randall Diehl - 1872 - 460 стор.
...of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...before, And the broad flood behind. " Down with him I " cried false Sexti'S, With a smile on his pale face. " Now yieldHhee," cried Lars Porsena, " Now... | |
 | William Bedell Stanford - 1873 - 122 стор.
...And, whirling down in fierce career Battlement and plank and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. LVII. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus nought spake he ; But he saw on Palatinus The white porch... | |
 | George Walter Baynham - 1873 - 344 стор.
...of triumph rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops was splashed the yellow foam. Alone stood brave Horatius, — but constant still...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." Round turned he, — as not deigning those craven ranks to see; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, to... | |
 | John Celivergos Zachos - 1873 - 348 стор.
...free; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...cried Lars Porsena, "Now yield thee to our grace." Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Naught spake he to Lars Porsena, But he... | |
 | William Morley Punshon - 1873 - 400 стор.
...of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome, As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam. "Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...cried Lars Porsena, 'Now yield thee to our grace.' " Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To... | |
 | Henry Major - 1873 - 168 стор.
...— deem; guess: think comitium — meeting place shuttle — for weaving Alone stood brave Horatins, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see : Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus... | |
 | Henry Major - 1873 - 62 стор.
...; 221bs. of Read. ing biscuits at 7jd. perlb.; 4 doz. of rolls at 1jd. each. W« Write and learn : Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in..." Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield tbee to our grace." ih. 367. 124yds. of muslin at 3s. 6J. d. per yd.; 94yds. of linen at 4s. 2jd. per... | |
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