 His steps are not upon thy paths, - thy fields Are not a spoil for him, - thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering...  The British orator - Strana 280autor/autoři: Thomas King Greenbank - 1849Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 str.
...uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths,—thy fields Are not a spoil for him,—thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength...And howling, to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near fort or bay, Anddashest him again to earth:—there let him lay. The armaments which... | |
 | John Cole - 1827 - 166 str.
...fields Are not a spoil for him,—thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st...And howling to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth:—there let him lay. The armaments which... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 str.
...ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and...And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, Then dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay. The armaments... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 str.
...drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd,uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, —...And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay. Then dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay.' The armaments... | |
 | 1828 - 814 str.
...drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, —...thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering on thy playful spray, And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or... | |
 | 1828 - 398 str.
...steps are not upon thy paths,— thy fields Are not a epoil for him, — thou dost arise And shako him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's...skies, And .send'st him, shivering in thy playful sprsy And howling, to his gods, where haply liea His petty hopes in some near fort or hay, And dashesthim... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 334 str.
...ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and...destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy hosom to the skies, And send'st him, shiv'ring on thy playful spray, And howling to his gods, where... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...ravage, save his own, When for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and...And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth ; — there let him lay. The armaments... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 290 str.
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. CLXXX. His steps are not upon thy paths,— thy fields Are...send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, tu his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 376 str.
...PILGRIMAGE. 271 His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields 1 Are not a spoil for him, — thou ilost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he...And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay. CLXXXI. The armaments... | |
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