 Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain ; I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, And never flinch before the foe ; And stand fast by St.  The Anglo-American Magazine - Page 4861853Full view - About this book
 | 1829 - 460 lehte
...perfect eye, in a secret part, — Under the spole of his right arm, He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. ' Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain : I'll but lie down and bleed a-while, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on,... | |
 | John Docwra Parry - 1829 - 460 lehte
...perfect eye, in a secret part, — Under the spole of his right arm, He smote Sir Andrew to the heart Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain : I'll but lie down and bleed a-while, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on,... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1841 - 440 lehte
...perfect eye, in a secret part ; All under the (pole of his right arm He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but not yet slain ; I'll but lay me down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says,... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1911 - 890 lehte
...and meteoric passage. Like Sir Andrew Barton, in the fine old ballad, when he was pierced, he said : I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Thus one feels about Kingsley, not that his conclusions are intellectually correct, but that they are... | |
 | 1861 - 274 lehte
...perfect eye in a secret part ; Under the spole * of his right arm He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain; I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my... | |
 | 1861 - 270 lehte
...perfect eye in a secret part ; Under the spole * of his right arm He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. Fight on, my men, Sir Andrew says, A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain ; I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my... | |
 | John S. Roberts - 1868 - 674 lehte
...perfect eye, in a secret part ; Under the spole* of his right arm He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. " Fight on, my men," Sir Andrew says, "A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain ; I'll but lie down and bleed a while, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on,... | |
 | George (Uncle.) - 1873 - 230 lehte
...rebounds as from a wall ; a second reached a pervious spot, beneath the arm, and pierced him fatally. " ' Fight on my men,' Sir Andrew says, ' A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain; I'll but lay me down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again.' " 'Fight... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 lehte
...smote Sir Andrew to the heart. " Fight on, my men," Sir Andrew says, "A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain ; I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my mun," Sir Andrew says, "And never flinch before the foe; And stand fast by St. Andrew's cross, Until... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 lehte
...Now hath your grace two ships of Under the spole of his right arm He smote Sir Andrew to the heart. "Fight on, my men," Sir Andrew says, " A little I'm hurt, but yet not slain; I'll but lie down and bleed awhile, And then I'll rise and fight again. Fight on, my... | |
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