 Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. "Down with him ! " cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face ; "Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, "Now yield thee to our...  Child Classics - Strana 144podľa Georgia Alexander - 1909Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - Počet stránok 626
...free; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." Round Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see : Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Počet stránok 1022
...free; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Hushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind. liDown with hiui!" cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face: "Now yield thee," cried Lars... | |
 | 1843 - Počet stránok 862
...disregard of his enemies, and the prayer to the river, worthily paraphrased from Livv, thoroughly Roman. " Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see : Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus nought spake he : But he saw on Palatinus The white porch... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - Počet stránok 142
...And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. 87. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." 58. Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1843 - Počet stránok 624
...; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." Hound turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see : Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - Počet stránok 206
...And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea, 57. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in..." Now yield thee," cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thec to our grace." 58. Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843 - Počet stránok 438
...career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. 57. Alone stood brave Horatius, r But constant still in mind; Thrice thirty thousand...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." 58. Round turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - Počet stránok 604
...and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind : Thrioe thirty thousand foes before, And the broad flood behind....Now yield thee to our grace." Round turned he, as nnt deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake lie to Lars Porsena, To Sextus nought spake he... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - Počet stránok 606
...; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before, Anil the broad flood behind. "Down with him !" cried false Sextus, With a smile on his pale face. "Now... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Počet stránok 108
...; And whirling down, in fierce career, Battlement, and plank, and pier, Rushed headlong to the sea. Alone stood brave Horatius, But constant still in...cried Lars Porsena, " Now yield thee to our grace." Kound turned he, as not deigning Those craven ranks to see ; Nought spake he to Lars Porsena, To Sextus... | |
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