 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
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 pàgines
...rage I* Then with weak arms her weeping tmbes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in tier blood-ptniued vest. From tent to tent the Impatient warrior flies, Fear in his heart and frenzy in his eyes ; Elizu's name along the cnmp he calls, * Eliza ' echoes through the can v»a wall* ; Quick through... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 pàgines
...from far I The angel Pity shuns the walks of war! * Oj*pare, ye wiir-hounds, spare their tender ngc ; On me. on me,' she cried, ' exhaust your rage] ' Then with weak arm* her weeping babes caressed, And. sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 pàgines
...fur, Tim angel Pity shuns the walks of -war ! — "Oh spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age! Ou ath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss I feel— I feel it all. Oh, evil day ! caressed, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From ti'iit to tent the impatient warrior... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 pàgines
...far, The angel Pity shuns tho walks of war ! — " Oh spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! perfect man ; Whoso face and form are hers and mino in one, Indissolubly married, like caressed, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent tho impatient warrior... | |
 | Edwin O. Chapman - 1884 - 430 pàgines
...far. The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ; — " Oh spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age I On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage ! "...caress'd, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. Erasmus Darwin. SLAVERY. HARK ! heard ye not that piercing cry, Which shook the waves, and rent the... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford - 1888 - 420 pàgines
...froth fart The angel Pity shuns the walks of warl " 0 spare, ye war-hound», 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 voit. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
 | Robert C. Kenner - 1892 - 112 pàgines
...from 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... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893 - 452 pàgines
...rage I " Then with weak arms her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her bloodstained vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies,...frenzy in his eyes ; Eliza's name along the camp he calla, " Eliza" echoes through the canvas walls ; Quick through the murmuring gloom his footsteps tread.... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 pàgines
...screams 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...vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies, !'"(: u in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes : Eliza's name along the camp he calls, Eliza echoes through... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - 586 pàgines
...from 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... | |
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