 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1868 - 398 sider
...by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade !"" Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Lot recreant yield, who fears to die."— Like adder darting...young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, Received, but reck'd not of a wound, And locked his arms his foemau round.— . Now gallant Saxon, hold thine... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1868 - 216 sider
...The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! ' " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy! Let recreant vield who fears to die." Like adder darting from his coil,...young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung, Received, but recked not of a wound, ' And locked his arms his foeman round. Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own... | |
 | William L. Robinson - 1868 - 208 sider
...confess. — Sh. 120 field and lies beneath,... and after many a summer dies the swan. — Tennyson. Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! let rec'reant yield who fears to die. — Scott. The red2 stream issuing from her azure veins3, dyes her white veil2, her ivory bosom stains.... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1869 - 438 sider
..." Now, yield thee, or " — the Saxon said, " Thy heart's blood, Chieftain, dyes my blade ! "— " Thy threats,' thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield,...toil, Like mountain-cat who guards her young, Full at Fitz- James's throat he sprung; Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 396 sider
...his knee. 10, "Now, yield ye, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! " " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! ' Let recreant yield,...darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes through the toil15, Like mountain-cat who guards her young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung ; THE FIFTH READER.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1869 - 336 sider
...to his knee. " Now, yield thee, or by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! " " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield, who fears to die."91 XVI. Like adder darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes through the toil, Like mountain-cat... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 156 sider
...chieftain to his knee. "Now, yield ye, or by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade! " " Thy threats, thy mercy I defy ! Let recreant yield...hut recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foemen round. Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own ! .No maiden's hand is round thee thrown ! " Sword.... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 152 sider
...chieftain to his knee. " Now, yield ye, or by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade! ' " Thy threats, thy mercy I defy ! Let recreant yield...young, Full at Fitzjames's throat he sprung ! Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foemen round. Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own... | |
 | Philip Lawrence - 1870 - 422 sider
...thee, or, by him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! "Thy threats, thy mercy I defy ! Like adder darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes...who guards her young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he spruntr; Received, but recked not of a wound, And locked his arms his foeman round. Now, gallant Saxon,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1870 - 798 sider
...knee. 16 ' Now, yield thee, or, by Him who made The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade ! '— ' Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy ! Let recreant yield,...adder darting from his coil, Like wolf that dashes throngh the toil, Like monntain-cat who gnards her young, Full at Fitz-James's throat he sprung," Received,... | |
| |
Now, yield thee, or by Him who made " The world, thy heart's blood dyes my blade!" " Thy threats, thy mercy, I defy! " Let recreant yield who fears to die. 
