 Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman...  De Vane: A Story of Plebeians and Patricians - Pagina 256door Henry Washington Hilliard - 1865 - 552 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | George Washington Bethune - 1840 - 64 pagina’s
...drops ebbing slow, From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower; but now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased...prize, But where his rude hut, by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play — There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pagina’s
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | Jules Michelet - 1840 - 718 pagina’s
...[won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that -was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacianmothcr — he, their sire, Butchcr'd... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1840 - 800 pagina’s
...He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1840 - 464 pagina’s
...away; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood.— Shall he expire, And unavenged?... | |
 | 1851 - 428 pagina’s
...He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1841 - 348 pagina’s
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor .prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | George W. Burnap - 1841 - 288 pagina’s
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1841 - 390 pagina’s
...6. He heard it but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay ; There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1841 - 464 pagina’s
..." He heard it, but he heeded not,—his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother,—he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
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