 | 1818 - 598 pages
...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 — All this rush'd with his blood... | |
 | English literature - 1818 - 606 pages
...heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where bis rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their s>ire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All ibis rush'd with his blood... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pages
...heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost no 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 — 56 All this rush'd with his... | |
 | 1819 - 630 pages
...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 Unman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1821 - 478 pages
...and th.it 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 — All this rush'd with his blood... | |
 | Abraham John Valpy - Great Britain - 1821 - 582 pages
...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 ! All this rush'd with his blood.... | |
 | Arminianism - 1876 - 1204 pages
...and that was far away : He recked 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 Dacinn mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a .11. .nnm holiday. All this rushed with his blood...."... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - Poetry - 1822 - 260 pages
...andthat 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 Daciau mother. He, their sire, " Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ! " All this rush'd with his blood.... | |
 | France - 1824 - 470 pages
...and that was faf 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. Childe Harold. This oft admired... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - Egypt - 1825 - 454 pages
...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 — All this rush'd with his blood.... | |
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Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked 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, Butchered to make a Roman... 
