...There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday. All this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire ? And unavenged? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire !" The gladiator was found at Actium, near to the place where the Apollo of Belvidere was discovered;...

...all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holyday : All this rush'd with his blood. Shall he expire, And unavenged * Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire! AND thou, too, of the snow-white plume ! Whose realm refused thee ev'na tomb ; Little didst thou deem,...

...all at play, There was their Dacianmothcr — he, their sire, Butchcr'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire,...unavenged? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire ! While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand ; When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall ; And when...

...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...unavenged ? — Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire ! CXL II. But here, where Murder breathed her bloody steam ; And here, where buzzing nations choked...

...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...unavenged? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!" The stage then, though comparatively an evil, and perhaps at this period of the world absolutely so,...

...unavenged? — Arise, ye Goths! auJ glul\our in-. CXLI1. But here, where Murd г breathed her bluocly his family and ancestors — sometimes in poetry, sometimes in notes mnrraur'd like a mountain stream Dashing or winding as its torrent strays; Here, where the Ruinan million's...

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...barbarians all at play, There was their Daciaa mother — he, their sire, Butchei'd to make a Roman holiday. All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire....And unavenged ? Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire !" Childe RarolU. One of the most accurate of critics, John Bell, describes the anatomy of the Dying...

...There was their Dacian mother—he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday— All this rushed with his blood. Shall he expire, And unavenged ? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire! But here, where Murder hreathed her bloody steam; And here, where buzzing nations choked the ways,...

...There was their Dacian mother;— he, their sire, Butchered to make a Koman. holiday ! All this rushed with his blood. {Shall he expire, And unavenged? Arise ! Ye Goths, and glut your ire. It may be that, as we have said, the poet in this grand passage was not the maker of a connexion that...