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" He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He recked 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 —... "
Elements of the Philosophy of the Human Mind - Page 154
by Dugald Stewart - 1866 - 490 pages
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The seven ages of human life. Old age

Seven ages - 1842 - 154 pages
...Dying Gladiator. 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 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....
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The works of lord Byron, with notes by T. Moore [and others].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 pages
...drop?, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; k, hail'd the wretch who won. CXLI. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 9

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1842 - 834 pages
...which the sign of the Goat and Gridiron would inspire ? No ! Of him it might be said with Byron, " He heard it, but he heeded not. His eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; The simple element he did despise — • But where the tap-room in Whitechapel lay,...
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Handbook for Travellers in Central Italy: Including the Papal States, Rome ...

John Murray (Firm) - 1843 - 616 pages
...thunder-shower; and uow The arena swimi 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 eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor priie. But where his rude hut by the Danube lay....
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Rome, as it was Under Paganism, and as it Became Under the Popes

John Miley - 1843 - 382 pages
...drops, 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." " Infesta, mihi credite, signa ab Syracusis illata sunt huic urbi. Jam...
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English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844 - 92 pages
...last drops, 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,...heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away: He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; /U/~- - ) hut he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that ivas far away : He recked not of the life...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...drops, ebbing clow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the firrt of a thunder-shower ; q1 Ń $\ r Q $h #` Yd ۈ^ 2d <\L wen. He heard it, but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away : He recked...
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Elements of Rhetoric and Literary Criticism: With Copious Practical ...

James Robert Boyd - 1844 - 372 pages
...thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Kre ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won 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,...
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Views and Reviews in American Literature: History and Fiction

William Gilmore Simms - 1845 - 448 pages
...drops, 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...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...
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