 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 506 էջ
...thousands stood, There had the glad earth drunk their blood On old Plataea's day ; And now there breathed that haunted air The sons of sires who conquered there,...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To aims ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant, Robert Charles Sands, Henry J. Anderson - 1825 - 502 էջ
...Platsa's day ; And now there breathed that haunted aii The sons of sires who conquered there, AVith arm to strike, and soul to dare. As quick, as far...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To aims ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die midst flame, and smoke, Aud shout, and... | |
 | Janus - 1826 - 568 էջ
...Times. On old Plataea's day ; And now there breathed that haunted air The sons of sires who conquer'd there, With arm to strike, and soul to dare, As quick,...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast Like forest pines before the blast, Or lightnings from the mountain... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 էջ
...thousands stood, There had the glad earth drunk their blood On old Platsea's day ; And now there breathed that haunted air The sons of sires who conquered there,...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 էջ
...hour passed on — the Turk awoke: That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!"...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard, with voice as... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 էջ
...hour passed on — the Turk awoke ; That bright dream was his last ; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, (°) " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death .-hits falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 էջ
...the Turk awoke: That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, "To arras! they come! the Greek! the Greek!" He woke — to die...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard, with voice as... | |
 | 1829 - 436 էջ
...who conquer'd there, With arm to strike, and soul to dare, As quick, as far as they. An hour pass'd on — The Turk awoke ; That bright dream was his...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain, cloud ; And heard with voice as... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 էջ
...who conquer'd there, With arm to strike, and soul to dare, As quick, as far as they. An hour pass'd on — the Turk awoke ; That bright dream was his...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard with voice as... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 էջ
...hour passed on — the Turk awoke ; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, " To arms ! they come : the Greek ! the Greek...smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast^ As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as... | |
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An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek! 
