 Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands ; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe,...  Macmillan's Magazine - Pàgina 1921860Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 204 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang: we thought her half-possess'd, She struck such warbling fiiry thro' the words ; And,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling fury through the words ; And,... | |
 | 1860 - 828 pàgines
...objects which we all aim at, though some care most to hit one, and some another. What, for instance t Well, first and foremost, we mean that English homes...sick of invasion panics — that in this last twelve years we have several tunes been eating our hearts out in shame and rage at seeing our great country... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1860 - 558 pàgines
...we. should hold, base itself somehow on this, or be wild, mad work, — probably, devil's work. Ño need to dwell on this part of our meaning. Has not...sick of invasion panics — that in this last twelve years we have several times been eating our hearts out in shame and rage at seeing our great country... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands: A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling fury through the words And,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling fury through the words And,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes Mm dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her half-possessed, She struck such warbling fury through the words ; And,... | |
 | 1864 - 382 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead, for thine and thee." — If the bright visions of hours like these were indeed mere phantoms, if Time in sweeping away the... | |
 | Henry Drury - 1865 - 430 pàgines
...comes, And gives the battle to his hands: A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. TENNYSON. bouneing WHAT care I how black I be? Twenty pounds will marry me: If twenty won't, forty... | |
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