 | 1826 - 726 страница
...rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And streamed above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound— The... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. And stream'd above the gallant child, Lake banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound—... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound... | |
 | 1826 - 426 страница
...in bis waving hair, And look'd from that lone post of death, Instill, yet brave despain And ibouted but once more aloud, * My father must I stay :' While o'er him fast, through tail and shroud, The wreathing fan made way. They wrapt the .hip in splendor wild, They ought tlic... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 360 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...The wreathing fires made way. They wrapt the ship in splendor wild, They caught the flag on high, And stream'd above the gallant child, Like banners in... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. * Y'Miii:, Casabianca, a boy about thirteen years old, son to the ailiniml of the Orient, remained... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. * Youn!t Casablanca, a boy about thirteen years old, son to the admiral of the Orient, remained at... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 216 страница
...roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; . And look'J from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, " My father ! must J stay ?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, Hie wreathing fires made way. sfsz 10* They... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 414 страница
...cried, " If I may yet be gone !" — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. 5 They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And streamed above the gallant child, Like banners in the sky. 6 There came a burst of thunder sound —... | |
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And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay? 
