The war of the isles, a poem1826 - 314 páginas |
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Albion ambition Ambition's arms awful band battle of Alcazar beams Behold blood bold brave bright Buonaparte burst Cæsar charms Council of Ten daring dark deeds deem'd despot doth e'en earth END OF CANTO epic poetry fair fame fame's fate feelings fierce fight fortune France freedom French gain'd gainst Gallia's Gaul gaze glory glory's glow grandeur Guercino hand hath heart heav'n Hispania honour hopes host hour immortal ISLES land light look lov'd Lusia mankind midst mighty mighty Thor mind monarch nations Nature's neath NOTES TO CANTO numbers o'er once oppression's Orthez pass'd peace Portugal praise pride proud reign Roncesvalles round scene shine shore slaughter smiles smiling train Soignies soul sound Spain spot Stanza star stern strife sway sweet sword tale thee thine thou thoughts thro thunder tide toil triumphs Tyrol valour War's waves whilst wild XXXIX XXXVII
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Página 288 - ... to kindle a fire, and repose their wearied limbs. We had too frequently occasion to observe, in these encampments, to what a degree of brutality excess of misery would debase human nature. In one place we saw several of the soldiers fighting for a morsel of bread. If a stranger, pierced with the cold, endeavoured to approach a fire, those to whom it belonged inhumanly drove him away; or if, tormented with raging thirst, any one asked for a single drop of water from another who carried a full...
Página 289 - ... to arrive at the river. Some who were buried in these horrible heaps still breathed ; and, struggling with the agonies of death, caught hold of those who mounted over them ; but these kicked them with violence to disengage themselves, and without remorse trod them under foot.
Página 297 - But tlie conscription was, as it were, the cope-stone of these works of despotism. Scandinavia itself, styled by an historian the workshop of the human race, would have been unable to furnish men for' this homicidal law. The code of the conscription will remain an eternal monument of the reign of Buonaparte : there may be found collected all that the most subtle and ingenious tyranny can devise to torment and devour the people : it is truly the code of hell. The generations of France were placed...