 | 1860 - 796 pagina’s
...brow which " conquered agony " has drooped at length, and from his side the last drops ebbing flow — "The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." Having taken the round of the Exhibitions, let us return once again... | |
 | 1818 - 598 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a. thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his... | |
 | 1818 - 606 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wo». CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pagina’s
...slow From the red gash , fall heavy , one by one , Like the first drops of a thunder-shower, and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hail'd the wretch who won. CXL I. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | Abraham John Valpy - 1821 - 582 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the sad gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower; and now The arena swims around him. — He is gone Ere ceased the inhuman sound which hail'd the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 pagina’s
...ehhing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased .the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLL He heard it, hut he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1825 - 454 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wreteh who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | Nathaniel Hazeltine Carter - 1827 - 630 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hailed the wretch who won.'4 Let us now cross the square and hasten through the Palace of the... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1828 - 598 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hailed the wretch who won. ' He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1828 - 598 pagina’s
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thuneer-shower ; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hailed the wretch who won. ' He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
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I see before me the Gladiator lie; He leans upon his hand, — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony. And his drooped head sinks gradually low, And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow, From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... 
