 Then mounte ! then mounte, brave gallants, all, And don your helmes amaine ; Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish teares shall fill our eye When the sword-hilt's in our hand...  Poems, Narrative and Lyrical - Página 179de William Motherwell - 1844 - 216 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | William Motherwell - 1827 - 566 páginas
...presse of knightes, Whenas their war-iryes swelle, May tole from heaven an angel bright, And rowse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then mounte brave...don your helmes amaine ; Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish tears shal fill our eye When the sword-hilt's in our... | |
 | Minstrelsy - 1827 - 566 páginas
...presse of knightes, Whenas their war-cryes swelle, May tole from heaven an angel bright, And rowse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then mounte brave...don your helmes amaine ; Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish tears shal fill our eye When the sword-hilt's in our... | |
 | 1839 - 444 páginas
...presse of knightes, When a_s their war-cryes swelle, May toll from heaven an angel brigbte, And rowse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then mounte, brave gallants all! And don your helms amaine ; Death's couriers, Fame and Honour, call • Us to the field againe. No shrewish tears... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...Be soundes from heaven that come ; And О ! the thundering presse of knightes Whcnas their war-cry?s swell, May tole from heaven an angel bright, And rouse...don your helmes amaine : Deathe's couriers, fame and honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish teares shall 611 our eye When the sword-hilt's in... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1846 - 312 páginas
...presse of knightes, Whenas their war-cryes swelle, May tole from heaven an angel bright, And rowse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then mounte, brave...don your helmes amaine ; Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish tears shal fill our eye, When the sword-hilt 's in... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...Be soundes from heaven that come ; And O ! the thundering presse of knightes Whenas their war-cryes swell. May tole from heaven an angel bright, And rouse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then raounte ! brave gallants all, And don your helmes amaine : Deathe's couriers, fame and honour, call... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...thundering presse of knightes. When as their war-cryes swell, May roll from heaven an angel brighte, And rouse a fiend from hell. Then mounte ! then mounte brave gallants, al. And don your helmes amaine; Death's couriers, Fame and Honor, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 páginas
...the poem. To do this fully, we must identify ourselves, in fancy, with the soul of the old cavalier. Then mounte ! then mounte, brave gallants, all, And...couriers, Fame and Honor, call Us to the field againe. VOL. II.— 2. ffo shrewish teares shall fill our eye When the sword-hilt 's in our hand, — Heart-whole... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 páginas
...thee for thy better ; take thy fortune : Thou find'st, to be too busy, is some danger. Shaks. Hamlet. Then mounte ! then mounte, brave gallants, all, And don your helmes amaine : Deathe'a eoursers, Fame and Honor, eall Us to the field againe. Mutherwell Now, gallant Saxon ! hold... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 páginas
...the poem. To do this fully, we must identify ourselves, in fancy, with the soul of the old cavalier. Then mounte ! then mounte, brave gallants, all ! And...don your helmes amaine : Deathe's couriers, Fame and Honour, call Us to the field againe. No shrewish teares shall fill our eyes When the sword-hilt 's... | |
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