 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 pagina’s
...— to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 pagina’s
...As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer h is band ; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires,...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Janus - 1826 - 568 pagina’s
...groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast Like forest pines before the blast, Or lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard with...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" They fought, like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 pagina’s
...— to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud...graves of your sires ; God — and your native land !" 12 MARCO BOZZARIS. They fought — like brave men, long and well ; They piled that ground with Moslem... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 pagina’s
...woke —to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shotsJalling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud...graves of your sires, God — and your native land ! They fought — like brave men, long and well. They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 pagina’s
...woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud;...graves of your sires, God — and your native land!" They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, ( They conquered... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 pagina’s
...thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, (°°) "Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" % 3 They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They... | |
 | 1829 - 436 pagina’s
...— to die 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain, cloud...Bozzaris cheer his band: " Strike — till the last arm'd foe expires ; Strike — for your altars and your fires ; Strike — for the green graves of... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pagina’s
...woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast^ As lightnings from the mountain cloud...graves of your sires, God — and your native land ! " They fought— like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - 334 pagina’s
...woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast, As lightnings from the mountain cloud...expires, Strike — for your altars and your fires, rStrike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land ! ' They fought — like... | |
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And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land! 
