 They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock...  Annual Register - Strana 530upravili: - 1803Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Edmund Burke - 1803 - 892 str.
...! lhave marshalTd my clan. Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ; They are true to the last of their blood and their breath; And, like reapers, descend to the harvest ot death, &r. &c. ******•»*»***• There are two lines in the wizard1) reply to this animated speech,... | |
 | 1803 - 866 str.
...have marshall'd my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are lore to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to I he harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! I-et him dash his proud foam... | |
 | 1803 - 892 str.
...my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their besoms are one ; They are true to|he last of their blcod and their breath; . And, like reapers, descend to the harvest of death, &c. &c. ************** There are two lines in the wizard's reply to this animated speech, which we... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 str.
...I have marshall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one: They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, * And like reapers...the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave in the rock! But woe to their kindred, and woe to their cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 str.
...I have marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...•But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd, Clamanald the... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 str.
...have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. 10 11 Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on... | |
 | 1849 - 802 str.
...their principles when perishing from their effects : — " Thev are-true to the last of their hlood and their breath, And, like reapers, descend to the harvest of death." But this constancy of individuals when suffering under the measures they themselves have introduced,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 str.
...marshalled my clan' : Their swords' are a thousand', their bosoms' are one' ! They are true' tothelast of their blood and their breath', And like reapers'...! Let him dash his proud foam' like a wave on the rockM But woe to his kindred", and woe to his cause', When Albin her claymore indignantly' draws ;... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 str.
...I have marshalled my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But woe to his kindred, and woe to to his cause, When Al hiu her claymore indignantly draws; When... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 str.
...hlood and their hreath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome he Cumherland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Alfcin her claymurc indignantly draws; 114 When... | |
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