 | 1857 - 280 pagina’s
...ire — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire :— Give me back \i\ra- for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed— Thou canst not!—and a king?—his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the steed—bis slack hand fell... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 566 pagina’s
...keep down thine ire ! — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire : — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood...silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, then turned from that sad place : His hope was crushed, his after fate untold in martial strain : — His... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - 516 pagina’s
...be still! keep down thine ire! Bid these white lips a blessing speak ; this earth is not my sire : Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood...? and a king ! His dust be mountains on thy head!" lie loosed the steed: his slack hand fell; upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look,... | |
 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - 494 pagina’s
...still, keep down thine ire ! — Bid those white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire ; Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood...not ? and a king ? His dust be mountains on thy head !" 13. He loosed the steed; his slack hand fell; upon the silent faca He cast one long, deep, troubled... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 240 pagina’s
...these cold lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I fought, for whom my blood was shed! Thou canst not, — and...his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the rein — his slack hand fell;—upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, mournful glance, and fled... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1859 - 236 pagina’s
...these cold lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire! Give me back him for whom I fought, for whom my blood was shed! Thou canst not, — and...his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the rein—his slack hand fell;—upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, mournful glance, and fled... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1859 - 512 pagina’s
...still ! keep down thine ire — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thoucanst not — and a king ?- — His dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the steed ; his... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 pagina’s
...keep down thine ire! — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire : — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood...silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, then turned from that sad place : Ex. CXXXL— THE VISION OF LIBERTY. H. WARE, JB... THE evening heavens... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - 1862 - 462 pagina’s
...be still ! keep down thine ire Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood...canst not— and a king ? His dust be mountains on He loos'd the steed ; his slack hand fell ; — upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled... | |
 | Playtime - 1863 - 436 pagina’s
...still ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, This earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, For whom my blood...face He cast one long deep troubled look — Then turned from that sad place. His hope was crashed, his after-fate Untold in martial strain, — His... | |
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Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire, Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed,— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust... 
