 They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock...  Annual Register - Seite 530herausgegeben von - 1803Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 Seiten
...marshall'd my clan' : | Their swords are a thou'sand; | their bosoms are one,: | They are true to the last of their blood, and their breath', ] And like reap'ers, descend to the harvest of deaths | Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock" ! \ Let Aim dash Ais proud foam like a wave... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 Seiten
...have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome is Cumberland's steed to the shock! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to... | |
 | John Elliot Bingham - 1842 - 452 Seiten
...will be equal to the slaughter of your liated species. We are true to the last of our blood and our breath. And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 Seiten
...marshall'd my clan, Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the lastof their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanranald the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 Seiten
...I have marshalled my elan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...wave on the rock! But woe to his kindred, and woe to ills cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd,... | |
 | John Elliot Bingham - 1843 - 470 Seiten
...will be equal to the slaughter of your hated species. "We are true to the kst of our blood and our breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, "When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
 | John Elliot Bingham - 1843 - 910 Seiten
...will be equal to the slaughter of your hated species. We are true to the last of our blood and our breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome But woe to your kindred, and woe to your cause, When China her weapon indignantly draws. At this moment... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - 318 Seiten
...I have marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock! Hut woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetlcd... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 424 Seiten
...have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, — their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albyn her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clan Ranald the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 Seiten
...I have marshalled my clan: Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers...But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanronald the... | |
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