 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 pàgines
...He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 pàgines
...He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, Aud shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer h is band ; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike — for your altars and your fires,... | |
 | Janus - 1826 - 568 pàgines
...groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast Like forest pines before the blast, Or lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard with...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" They fought, like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 pàgines
...He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...graves of your sires ; God — and your native land !" 12 MARCO BOZZARIS. They fought — like brave men, long and well ; They piled that ground with Moslem... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 pàgines
...Greek!" He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...graves of your sires, God — and your native land!" They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 pàgines
...woke —to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shotsJalling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud...graves of your sires, God — and your native land ! They fought — like brave men, long and well. They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 pàgines
...thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, (°°) "Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike...graves of your sires, God — and your native land !" % 3 They fought — like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 pàgines
...Greek!" He woke—to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death iihots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain...with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band ;' (°°) "Strike—till the last armed foe expires, Strike—for your altars and your fires, Strike—for... | |
 | 1829 - 436 pàgines
...He woke — to die 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain,...Bozzaris cheer his band: " Strike — till the last arm'd foe expires ; Strike — for your altars and your fires ; Strike — for the green graves of... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pàgines
..." He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast^ As lightnings from the mountain...graves of your sires, God — and your native land ! " They fought— like brave men, long and well, They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered... | |
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And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land! 
