 | Lucius Osgood - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...put light; — be still, keep down thine ire ! — Bid those white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire ; Give me back him for whom I...for whom my blood was shed; Thou canst not ? and a king ? His dust be mountains on thy head !" 13. He loosed the steed; his slack hand fell; upon the... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...put light ; — be still ! keep down thine ire ! — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire : — Give me back him for whom...my blood was shed ! — Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head ! " He loosed the steed; — his slack hand fell ; —... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 516
...voice, the glance, the heart I sought, give answer, where are they ? If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay. "Into these glassy eyes put light: be still! keep down thine ire! Bid these white lips a blessing speak ; this earth is not my... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...glassy eyes put light: be still, keep down thine ire; Bid these cold lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I fought, for whom my blood was shed! Thou canst not, — and a king ? his dust be mountains on thy head!"... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...eyes put light,— be still ! keep down thine ire — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thoucanst not — and a king ?- — His dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the steed ; his... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 236
...glassy eyes put light: be still, keep down thine ire; Bid these cold lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire! Give me back him for whom I fought, for whom my blood was shed! Thou canst not, — and a king ? his dust be mountains on thy head!"... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 530
...glance, the heart I sought, — give answer, where are they ? — If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay ! " Into these glassy eyes put light ; — be still ! keep down thine ire! — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...voice, the glance, the heart I sought—give answer, where are they? If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! Into these...whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed; Thou canst not—and a king!—his dust be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the steed—his slack hand fell;—upon... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 390
...eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire ; Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed — Thou eanst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be mountains on thy head ! " 12. He loosed the steed —... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...put light; — be still! keep down thine ire ! — Bid these white lips a blessing speak, — this earth is not my sire : Give me back him for whom I strove, for whoro my blood was shed !— Thou canst not ? — and a king ! — his dust be moiD'ains on thy head!"... | |
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Into these glassy eyes put light — be still! keep down thine ire! Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom my blood was shed! Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dust be... 
