 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...red artillery. But redder yet that light shall gin*.' On Linden's hills of stained snow. And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis...scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling duo. Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye... | |
 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 pàgines
...snow. And darker yet shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. VI. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun. Where...Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. VII. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich, all thy banners... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 pàgines
...blood-stain'd snow, And darker yet shall bo the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 pàgines
...the war clouds, rolling dun, While furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. 7 The combat deepens. (°°) On, ye brave, > Who rush to glory, or the grave ! t Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry ! 8 (°) Ah ! few shall part... | |
 | 1830 - 192 pàgines
...glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Jser rolling rapidly. The combat deepens ! On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ; Wave, Munich, all tby banners wave, And charge with all tby chivalry. Few shall part where many meet, The snow shall... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 248 pàgines
...stained snow, And darker yet shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. "Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout mid their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 250 pàgines
...And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flashed the red artillery. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout mid their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave,... | |
 | 1830 - 1006 pàgines
...From his home mid the dark-rolling clouds of the North." And how nobly too in his Holienlinden ! " The combat deepens — on, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave !" We have seen " how King James did rushing come." And, lo ! " I Ion-un; - and saddle bloody red,... | |
 | James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 pàgines
...redder still these fires shall glow On Linden's hills of purpled snow ; And bloodier still shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. Tis morn : but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-cloud rolling dun, } Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout 'mid their sulphurous canopy. The... | |
 | 1831 - 1070 pàgines
...! Booby is Dux now, and Dux Booby — and the obscure dunce is changed into an illustrious hero. " The combat deepens — on ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ! Wave, Nitton,* all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy schoolery !" Down from the mount on which it... | |
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Tis morn ; but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! 
