...I see hefore me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly hrow Consents to death, hut conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks 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...

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...She safe in the simplicity of here. COWPKR. THE DYING GLADIATOR. I SEE before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents...and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his...

...which Seems almost to make it visible : — THB DYING GLADIATOR. "I see before me the Gladiator lie ; He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to...and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout that hail'd the wretch who won." Now, all this sculpture has imbodied...

...Gladiator ; but then he described, not the marble in the Capitol, but the dying man in the ampbitheatre ; " And through his side the last drops ebbing slow From...and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone Ere ceased th' inhuman shout that hailed the wretch that won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, —...

...described, not the marble in the Capitol, but the dying man in the amphitheatre ; " And through his aide the last drops ebbing slow From the red gash fall...and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone Ere ceased th' inhuman shout that hailed the wretch that won. " He heard it, but he heeded not, —...

...tempest blow, And Robin still is safe at home ! THE GLADIATOR. 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...

...CHAPTER IX. THE PUBLIC AMUSEMENTS AND PRIVATE LIFE OF THE ROMANS. 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...

...Comenta to death, but conquers agony, And his droop M head sinks gradually low. And through his side his last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the Tint of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, 'Ere ceased the inhuman...

...Sam|son : whom | unarm|ed| No strength of man or fiercest wild beast could withstand ? Samson Agon. And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow, From the red gash full heavy one by one, Like | the first | of a thun|der :-show'r|, and now| 3/: '2. With gentle penetration,...