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" 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 gash, fall heavy, one by one,... "
Letters from Europe: Comprising the Journal of a Tour Through Ireland ... - Page 185
by Nathaniel Hazeltine Carter - 1829
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The Art of Elocution: Or, Logical and Musical Reading and Declamation. With ...

George Vandenhoff - 1847 - 396 pages
...through his side"' the 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,"'« /. Ere ceas'd the mhuman shout"' which hail'd the wretch who won. andanlt He heard it, but he heeded not —...
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The Elocutionary Reader; Or, Rhetorical Class Book

Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 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. He heard it, hut he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that...
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The Sphere and Duties of Woman: A Course of Lectures

George W. Burnap - 1848 - 358 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, 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...
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The two creations: nature and art

Two creations - 1849 - 138 pages
...last drops ebbing slow From the red gash fall heavily, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone,...the inhuman shout which hailed 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...
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The British orator

Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 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, 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...
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The Standard elocutionist; and gem-book of British authors, ed. by A. Cunningham

A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 pages
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the...now The arena swims around him — he is gone Ere ceas'd the inhuman shout'which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, hut he heeded not — his eyes...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 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,...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 380 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,...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked...
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A Hand-book for Travellers in Central Italy: Including the Papal States ...

John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1850 - 750 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, 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...
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The vision; or, The spirit of the Great industrial exhibition, 1851, a poem

Isaac Reeve - 1851 - 68 pages
...And slay the one the other ; — and now one Is down, and wounded, 'rests upon his hand, While thro' his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red...now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceases the inhuman sound that hails The wretch, who wins.' " Apollo here, methought, My hand did take,...
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