 Oh, cease not yet to beat, thou vital urn ! Wait, gushing life, oh, wait my love's return ! Hoarse barks the wolf, the vulture screams from far ! — The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! — Oh, spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! —...  The Botanic Garden: A Poem in Two Parts Containing The Economy of Vegetation ... - Pàgina 170per Erasmus Darwin - 1825 - 203 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1856 - 754 pàgines
...The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! — Oh, spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age! — On me, on me," she cried, "exhaust your rage!" —...weeping babes caress'd, And, sighing, hid them in her blood - stain'd vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pàgines
...battle s won!" A ball now hisses through the airy tides, (Some Fury wings it, and some Demon guides !) From tent to tent the impatient Warrior flies, Fear in his heart and frenzy in his eyes; " Eliza !" loud along the camp he calls, "Eliza!" echoes through the canvas walls: Quick through the... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 pàgines
...The angel Pity shuns the walks of war ! — " Oh spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! — On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage !" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
 | 1857 - 280 pàgines
...from far; The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war. " Oh spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age! On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage!" Then, with weak arms, her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. Fr'om tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
 | Worthy Putnam - 1858 - 420 pàgines
...ground, Kissed her dear babes regardless of the wound. Oh, spare ye war-hounds, spare their tender age, On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage ! " Then with weak arms her weeping babes caressed, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. 4. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
 | Alfred Holbrook - 1860 - 486 pàgines
...from far, The angel, pity, shuns the walks of war ; Oh ! spare, ye war hounds, spare their tender age, On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage." Then, with weak arms her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. Denunciatory. inflicted on a tyrannical... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1860 - 480 pàgines
...arms, her weeping babes carest, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent, th' impatient warrior flies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes I Eliza's name along the camp he calls, " Eliza," echoes through the canvass walls; Quick through the... | |
 | Robert Sullivan - 1861 - 532 pàgines
...Oh, spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age. On me—on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage 1" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caress'd. And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent th' impatient warrior flies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy in... | |
 | Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1862 - 250 pàgines
...far ! The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! O spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! — On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage !" Then, with weak arms, her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent the impatient Warrior... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - 1870 - 420 pàgines
...from far! The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! Oh! spare, ye war hounds, spare their tender age ! On me, on me,' she cried, ' exhaust your rage!' Then, with weak arms, her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
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