The Martyrs of the Coliseum Or Historical Records of the Great Amphitheatre of Ancient Rome |
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... death . Were it not for this inhuman and barbarous custom , which cramped with fear the greatest genius of the Empire , the Coliseum would have witnessed many a triumph of mechanical art . Amongst the spectacles founded on pagan ...
... death . Were it not for this inhuman and barbarous custom , which cramped with fear the greatest genius of the Empire , the Coliseum would have witnessed many a triumph of mechanical art . Amongst the spectacles founded on pagan ...
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... death of one of the combatants . When a gladiator received a wound , his adversary would cry out , " He has got it " - ( Hoc habet ! ) Sometimes the wounded wretch would endeavour to conceal his wound , or pretend it was of no account ...
... death of one of the combatants . When a gladiator received a wound , his adversary would cry out , " He has got it " - ( Hoc habet ! ) Sometimes the wounded wretch would endeavour to conceal his wound , or pretend it was of no account ...
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... death , but conquers agony , And his drooped head sinks gradually low , And through his side the last drops , ebbing slow , From the red gash fall heavy , one by one , Like the first of a thunder - shower ; and now The arena swims ...
... death , but conquers agony , And his drooped head sinks gradually low , And through his side the last drops , ebbing slow , From the red gash fall heavy , one by one , Like the first of a thunder - shower ; and now The arena swims ...
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... death . We can pass in imagination from the carnage and bloodshed of the Coli- seum , the merciless massacre of women and children and unarmed captives , whose cries for mercy were the music of a Roman triumph , to the inhuman customs ...
... death . We can pass in imagination from the carnage and bloodshed of the Coli- seum , the merciless massacre of women and children and unarmed captives , whose cries for mercy were the music of a Roman triumph , to the inhuman customs ...
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... death , was the eloquence that planted the cross that now casts its shadow across the desolate arena . The Acts of the heroes of the Coliseum , such as are extant , form one of the most interesting and wonderful pages in the history of ...
... death , was the eloquence that planted the cross that now casts its shadow across the desolate arena . The Acts of the heroes of the Coliseum , such as are extant , form one of the most interesting and wonderful pages in the history of ...
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Page 23 - 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 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 hailed the wretch who won.
Page 397 - twere, anew, the gaps of centuries; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!— The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.— 'Twas such a night!
Page 396 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Page 396 - Caesars' palace came The owl's long cry, and, interruptedly, Of distant sentinels the fitful song Begun and died upon the gentle wind. Some cypresses beyond the time-worn breach Appear'd to skirt the horizon, yet they stood Within a bowshot.
Page 23 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday.
Page 38 - Amen I say to you, unless you be converted, and become as little children, you shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.
Page 26 - A new commandment I give unto you : That you love one another, as I have loved you, that you also love one another. By this shall all men know that you are My disciples, if you have love one for another.
Page 100 - For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Page 23 - He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday— All this rush'd with his blood— Shall he expire And unavenged?
Page 147 - For truly, I say to you, if you have faith as a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move; and nothing will be impossible to you.