 Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman...  Lord Byron's Works ... - Сторінка 167автори: George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1828 - 598 стор.
...He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost nor prize ; But where his...There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with' his Wood. — Shall he' expire And unavenged... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 стор.
...wretch «ho won. CXU. He beard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Wen? with his heart, and that was f.ir away; ¡He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay Tfifrf were his young barbarians .ill at plav, Tkerr wa.< their Hacían mother — he, their sire,... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 436 стор.
...lovers, in every tragedy he has wrior.-. His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize. But where his...There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire. Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood. Bynm'i Childe H BUTCHERS, in... | |
 | Harriet Morton (author of Protestant vigils.) - 1829 - 626 стор.
...heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, ami that was far away: He reck'd uot of the life he lost, nor prize. But where his rude...play ; There was their Dacian mother, he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood ! " Men, horses, arms, military... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1830 - 386 стор.
...the wretch who won. CXL. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, Therc were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Buteher'd... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 290 стор.
...He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — (60) All this rushed with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 358 стор.
...the wreteh who won. Cx LI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rnde hut by the Danube lay There were his yonng barbariaus all at play, There was their Dacian mother... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 стор.
...the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost,...this rush'd with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire ! CXLII. But here, where murder breathed her bloody... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 стор.
...the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost,...he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — 6° All this rush'd with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 стор.
...not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost or prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,—...; There was their Dacian mother — he their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — shall he expire And unavenged... | |
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