 | 1824 - 488 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain....thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember Saint Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | 1828 - 602 sayfa
...helmet of Navarre. ' Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turned hi* rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 sayfa
...the helmet of .Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayeune hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds,and flags,and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, * Remember.... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turn'd his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all... | |
 | James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man : But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe ; Down, down with every... | |
 | 1832 - 952 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Hiscay gale ; The field Is heaped with bleeding steeds, and Hags, and cloven mail. And then we thought... | |
 | 1834 - 672 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turn'd hie rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is .slain....like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heap'd with "bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 214 sayfa
...they rush'd, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Bat out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe :...down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go." Ob ! was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war, As our Sovereign Lord, King Henry, the... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 sayfa
...the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turn'd bis rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain....like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all... | |
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... a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day... 
