He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he,... Childe Harold's pilgrimage, ed. by W. Hiley - Page 150by George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1877Full view - About this book
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...' He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their bire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire And... | |
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...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 heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young... | |
| English literature - 1818 - 606 pages
...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 heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where bis rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young... | |
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...around him — he is gone, Ere ceased 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 not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pages
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| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 pages
...around him — he is gone, : Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. CXLT. , He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away* He rrck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But wlic're his rude hut by the Danube lay There' were his... | |
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