 | English fiction - 1824 - 486 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail , And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember Saint Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : " Down, down, with every... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - English poetry - 1828 - 600 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe :... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 498 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, ' Remember St. Bartholomew,' was passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | 1828 - 602 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 430 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, ' Remember St. Bartholomew,' was passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 422 pages
...thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds,and flags,and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, * Remember. St. Bartholomew,' was passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | Lyre - English poetry - 1830 - 396 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, ' Remember St. Bartholomew,' was pass'd from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man : But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | Scottish periodicals - 1832 - 952 pages
...clouds before a Hiscay gale ; The field Is heaped with bleeding steeds, and Hags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, Remember St. Dartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | English fiction - 1834 - 672 pages
...clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heap'd with "bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe:... | |
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D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van,... 
