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,... Rome: as Seen by a New-Yorker in 1843-4 - Page 44by William Mitchell Gillespie - 1845 - 216 pagesFull view - About this book
| 1818 - 598 pages
...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...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a. thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1818 - 622 pages
...features and stiffened limbs, but the mental feelings and throes ttf the expiring swordsman. CXL. ' I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his...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... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1818 - 600 pages
...features and stiffened limbs, but the mental feelings and throes of the expiring swordsman. CXL. ' I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon...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... | |
| English literature - 1818 - 606 pages
...features and stiffened limbs, but the mental feelings and throes of the expiring swordsman. CXL. ' I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to de:ith, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 pages
...*9 He leans upon his hands — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...now The arena swims around him — he is gone, : Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLT. , He heard it, but he heeded not —... | |
| 1819 - 630 pages
...features and stiffened limbs, but the mental feelings and throes of the expiring swordsman. CXL. ' I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon...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... | |
| Asia - 1819 - 656 pages
...eye, if not the ear, of such as are accustomed to correct rhymes, and a consistent orthography : " I see before me the gladiator lie : " He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow [.agony, " Consents to death, but conquers " And his drooped head sinks gradually low, [ebbiug slow... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pages
...Theatres where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie ; 55 He leans upon bis hand — his manly brow Consents to death , but conquers agony , And his drooped head sinks gradually low-— And through his side the last drqps , ebbing slow From the red... | |
| Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - English poetry - 1820 - 796 pages
...thruugh hin slde the last drops , ebbing slom From the red gash, fall heavy , one by one, Lite the ßrst of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gorie, Ert csased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretek who won. He lieard it , but he heeded not... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 308 pages
...spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : (39> He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not —... | |
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