| William Enfield - 1805 - 456 lehte
...rage!" Then wiih weak arms her weeping babes carefs'd, And fighing, hid them in her blood-ftain'd veft. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes; ^ E'iza's name along the camp he calls, Eliza echoes through the canvafs walls; Qui. k through the... | |
| William Enfield - 1808 - 434 lehte
...The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! " Oh, spare ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! " On me, on me," she cried, "exhaust your rage ! Then with weak arms her weeping babes caress'df And sighing hid them in her blood-stain'd vest,.. From teftt to tent the impatient warrior... | |
| Edmund Burke - 1821 - 888 lehte
...On me, on me,1' she cry'd, " exhaust your rage !" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caiest, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. From tent to tent th' impatitnt warrior flies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy in hii eyes; Eliza's name along the camp... | |
| William Enfield - 1823 - 412 lehte
...angel, pity, shuns the walks of war ! ' " Oh spare, ye war hounds, spare their tender age ! " On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage!" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caress'd, And sighing hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies,... | |
| Erasmus Darwin - 1824 - 246 lehte
...angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! Oh, spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age! . 299 On me, on me," she cried, "exhaust your rage!" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caresa'd, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 312 lehte
...tread O'er groaning heaps, the dying and the dead, Vault o'er the plain, and, in the tangled wood, From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies, (Fear in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes:) 40 Lo! dead Eliza, weltering in her blood! 45 Poor weeping babe, with bloody fingers pressed, And tried,... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 lehte
...from far ! The angel, pity, shuns the walks of war ! Oh, spare ye war-hounds, spare their tender age, On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage !" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caressed, And sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 438 lehte
...The angel, Pity, shuns the walks of war ! Oh, spare, ye war-hounds, spare their tender age ! On me, on me," she cried, " exhaust your rage !" Then with weak arms her weeping babes caress'd, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 362 lehte
...me, on ine(" she cried, " exhaust your rage !" Then with weak anus her weeping babes caress'd, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stain'd vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior Hies, Fear in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes ; Eliza's name along the camp he calls, Eliza echoes... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 lehte
...rage1" Then with weak arms, her weeping babes caressed, And, sighing, hid them in her blood-stained vest. From tent to tent the impatient warrior flies, (Fear in his heart, and frenzy in his eyes:) 35 Eliza's name along the camp he calls, Eliza! echoes through the canvass walls; Quick through the... | |
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