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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,... "
Applied Philosophy - Page 33
by Climenson Yelverton Charles Dawbarn - 1923 - 331 pages
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The Art of Elocution: From the Simple Articulation of the Elemental Sounds ...

George Vandenhoff - 1846 - 398 pages
...and now"1 The arena swims around him f - he is gone,"1a i. Ere ccas'd the inhuman shout" which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it but he heeded not — his eyes"1 -r.iM. Were with his heart,"1 and that was far away-;" He rcck'd not of the life he lost, or...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volume 7

1847 - 454 pages
...Like the ftrst of A thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is tionc, Ere ccaecd the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won....that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost, uor prize, lînt where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his younE barbarians all at play,...
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New Quarterly Review; Or, Home, Foreign and Colonial Journal, Volume 8

1847 - 556 pages
...through the expiring gladiator, now move him not, his heart is occupied in a more engrossing theme, — " He heard it, but he heeded not ; his 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...
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Scenes and Sketches in Continental Europe: Embracing Descriptions of France ...

1847 - 568 pages
...him — he ie gone. Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch wbo won. " He heard it, bnt he heeded not — his 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...
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The Elocutionary Reader; Or, Rhetorical Class Book

Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 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, hut he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that...
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 pages
...swims around him — be is gone. Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. cm. Re His back with many a bloody thong : They stop — they start >»«+ was far away ; ' Be reck'd not of the life he tost nor priac. Bat where his rude hut by the...
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The Liberty Bell, Volume 6

Maria Weston Chapman - 1845 - 278 pages
...sandy plains and distant pine-barrens, which stretched itself before him. He saw it, but he heeded it not. " His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away." Thirty weary years had gone by since he had been torn from his wife and children, and no tidings of...
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The Sphere and Duties of Woman: A Course of Lectures

George W. Burnap - 1848 - 358 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 heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that...
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An outline of the necessary laws of thought, by W. Thomson

William Thomson (abp. of York.) - 1849 - 424 pages
...a thunder-fhower ; and now The arena fwims around him — he is gone, Ere ceafed the inhuman fhout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but...eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he loft, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his...
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The British orator

Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 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 heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that...
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