 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,...  Applied Philosophy - Page 33by Climenson Yelverton Charles Dawbarn - 1923 - 331 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John Relly Beard - 1839 - 260 pages
...ebbing slow From the red gash, full heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower : and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased...'which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but heeded not — his eyes -\Vere with his heart, and that was far away; He rcck'd not of the life he... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1848 - 550 pages
...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." CRILDE HAROLD. " The dying man cried, ' Hold, I've had my gruel. Oh ! for a glass of max !' and as... | |
 | 536 pages
...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. He heard it, but he heeds not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1839 - 590 pages
...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 sound which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not, his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | George Washington Bethune - 1840 - 64 pages
...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...eyes 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... | |
 | Jules Michelet - 1840 - 718 pages
...ebbing slow From I lie 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. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | E.C. and W. Osborne - 1840 - 334 pages
...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. In the parish of Hanslope there were formerly many small farmers, but these... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pages
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavily, 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. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1840 - 800 pages
...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 wretcli who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1841 - 354 pages
...shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not...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... | |
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