To chase the glowing hours with flying feet — But hark ! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm ! Arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar Within a... The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature - Side 498redigeret af - 1816Fuld visning - Om denne bog
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...June. 2,1 Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear19 200 That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught...stretch'd his father on a bloody bier, And roused the vengence blood alone could quell: He rush'd into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell. Ah! then... | |
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