 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 604 pages
...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He... | |
 | 1818 - 598 pages
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' lie heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; Hereck'd... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 606 pages
...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to de:ith, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who wo». CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 pages
...*9 He leans upon his hands — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, : Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 pages
...spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : (5® He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes AVere with his heart, and that was far away ; He... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 304 pages
...spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : (39> He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder- shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pages
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...and now •• The arena swims around him — he is cione, D ' Ere ceased the inhuman shout which haii'd the wretch who wo CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 402 pages
...spot ? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot. CXL. I see before me the Gladiator lie : (50) He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which haiTd the wretch who won. CXLI He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 332 pages
...gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ehhing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now....the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLL He heard it, hut he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart, and that was fer away ; I He reck'd... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1825 - 454 pages
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low; And through his side the...gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wreteh who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far... | |
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I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... 
