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" I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... "
The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage - الصفحة 157
بواسطة George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
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The Christmas Holydays in Rome

William Ingraham Kip - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...ancient and unknown sculptor has so well expressed in marble — " I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavily, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he...

Glimpses of the Wonderful

1846 - عدد الصفحات: 175
...fallen foe — that foe, perhaps, his countryman and his friend. " I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to...droop'd head sinks gradually low : And through his sides the last drops ebbing slow From the red gash fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower...

The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Reprinted from the Last London Ed ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846
...spot ? Both are but theatres, where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually lowAm! through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like...

The Works of Lord Byron, Including the Suppressed Poems: Also a Sketch of ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 764
...spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actor» rot CXL. I «e before me the gladiator Jie : s> {` 7 { R uyx ys q > xh [ Lk= ֢'C qN; 8 A5 1 O {c * a ! 1 F \ finks gradually low— AnJ through lii? side the last drops, ebbing slow From lite red у ash, I'.ill...

Gift of love and friendship [an anthology of verse].

Gift - 1846
...wild strifr ! Sleep on then, sleep ! A. c. THE DYING GLADIATOB. I SEE before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped 'head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops ebbing slow From the red...

The Art of Elocution: From the Simple Articulation of the Elemental Sounds ...

George Vandenhoff - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 383
...Consents to death,"1 but conquers agony,"1p And his droop'd head"1 sinks"1 gradually*1 low,"1 rrtard. And through his side'" the last drops,'" ebbing slow" From the red gash,"1- fall heavy"1 one by one,"L Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now"1 The arena swims...

Howitt's Journal of Literature and Popular Progress, المجلد 1

William Howitt - 1847
...; He leans upon hie haud — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by on«, Like the first of n thunder shower; and now Th' arena swims iiround him — he is gone, KIT ceased...

The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 827
...listed spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief acton rot CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : nct, from a human eye. — They left me there to my despair, Link'd to the dead and stif droop 'd head sinks gradually tow— And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red...

The Art of Elocution: Or, Logical and Musical Reading and Declamation. With ...

George Vandenhoff - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 383
...passage. Commence in a deep tone, and slowly. 35 ailnfio p. I see before me"' the Gladiator lie : | He leans upon his hand,"'- his manly brow Consents to death,"' but conquers agony j"'And his droop'd head"' sinks"' gradually"' low,"' retard. And through his side"' the last drops,"'...

The Ladies' Repository, المجلد 7

1847
...through his side the last drops, chbiпц slow From the red cash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the ftrst of A thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is tionc, Ere ccaecd the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not—...




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