 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 sayfa
...groan, and sabre stroke, As quick, as far as they. An hour pass'd on—The Turk awoke; And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard with voice as trumpet loud, God—and your native land ! " They fought—like brave men, long and well i Bozzaris cheer his band:... | |
 | 1829 - 436 sayfa
...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! ' He woke — to die 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain, cloud ; And heard... | |
 | 1830 - 472 sayfa
...Greek ! the Greek !" He woke—to die 'midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast As lightnings...mountain cloud ; And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bezzaris cheer his band. " Strike ! till the last armed foe expires ; Strike ! for your altars and... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1830 - 364 sayfa
...Greek !" He woke to die midst flame and 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 trumpet loud, Bozzarris cheer his band ; " Strike — till the last armed foe expires, Strike — for your altars... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - 334 sayfa
...his last ; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, 'To arms! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek I' He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast, As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sayfa
...last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, " To arms ! they come : the Greek ! the Greek ! " He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast^ As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1830 - 360 sayfa
...his last ; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!" He woke to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard,... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 sayfa
...last ; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !" He woke — to die 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 sayfa
...his last; He woke — to hear his sentry's shriek, 'To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek! ' He woke — to die midst flame and smoke, And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke, And death-shots falling thick and fast, As lightnings from the mountain cloud; And heard,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1832 - 360 sayfa
...last ; He woke — to hear the sentry's shriek, " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek !' He woke to die midst flame and smoke, And shout and groan, and sabre stroke, And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud : And heard,... | |
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And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires; God — and your native land! 
