 | 1826 - 726 trang
...chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. " Speak, Father !" once again he cried, " If I may yet begone ! And " — but the booming shots replied, And fast...waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, " My Father ! must I stay ?" While o'er... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 trang
...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 trang
...he cried, " If I may yet be gone !" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 trang
...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " — And but the booming shots replied, And fust the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 360 trang
...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 trang
...cried, « If 1 may yet be gone !" — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 216 trang
...cried, " If 1 may yet be gone !" ' —And but the booming sjiots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; . And look'J from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 trang
...the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form ! The flames rolled...waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair ! And shouted but once more aloud, " My father, must I stay?" While o'er... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 trang
...the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form ! The flames rolled...waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair ! And shouted but once more aloud, " My father, must I stay?" While o'er... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1829 - 346 trang
...chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. " Speak, Father !" once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone I And" — but the booming shots replied, And fast the...waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death, And shouted bat once more aloud, " My Father ! must I stay ?" While o'er him fast, through sail and... | |
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Speak, father !" once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone ! And" — but the booming shots replied — And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death, In still, yet... 
