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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 drooped head sinks gradually low, And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow, From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... "
The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal - Page 99
1833
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 88

Scotland - 1860 - 796 pages
...brow which " conquered agony " has drooped at length, and from his side the last drops ebbing flow — "The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." Having taken the round of the Exhibitions, let us return once again...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 19

1818 - 598 pages
...ebbing slow From the red 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 hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 19

English literature - 1818 - 606 pages
...ebbing slow From the red 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 hail'd the wretch who wo». CXLI. ' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his...
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The works, of ... lord Byron, Volume 7

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pages
...slow From the red gash , fall heavy , one by one , Like the first drops of a thunder-shower, and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hail'd the wretch who won. CXL I. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,...
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The Pamphleteer, Volume 18

Abraham John Valpy - Great Britain - 1821 - 582 pages
...ebbing slow From the sad 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 sound which hail'd the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart,...
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The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Volume 1

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 pages
...ehhing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one hy one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased .the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLL He heard it, hut he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart,...
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Scenes and Impressions in Egypt and in Italy

Moyle Sherer - Egypt - 1825 - 454 pages
...ebbing slow From the red 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 hail'd the wreteh who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart,...
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Letters from Europe, the journal of a tour through Ireland ..., Volume 2

Nathaniel Hazeltine Carter - 1827 - 630 pages
...ebbing slow From the red 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 hailed the wretch who won.'4 Let us now cross the square and hasten through the Palace of the...
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The North American Review, Volume 27

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1828 - 598 pages
...ebbing slow From the red 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 hailed the wretch who won. ' He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart,...
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The North American Review, Volume 27

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1828 - 598 pages
...ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thuneer-shower ; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout, which hailed the wretch who won. ' He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart,...
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