 He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian Mother —...  The Complete Poetical Works of Lord Byron - Page 74by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1055 pagesFull view - About this book
 | James Robert Boyd - English language - 1852 - 364 pages
...arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...mother— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holyday. All this rush'd with his blood — shall he expire, 4nd unrevenged ? Arise, ye Goths ! and... | |
 | George Moore - Mind and body - 1852 - 342 pages
...beautifully alludes to this power of the mind when describing the quiet death-struggle of " the gladiator." Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd...he their sire Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday!" " His eyes Do ideas affix themselves to any part of the body ? No — every atom of it is successively... | |
 | 1852 - 518 pages
...won. He heard it but he heeded not ; his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize, But where his...he their sire Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday.' An individual thought sometimes recals another in ' Childe Harold ; ' the following, certainly, not... | |
 | Electronic journals - 1852 - 1170 pages
...hail'd the wretch who won," he adds, in lines which will be read till Homer and Virgil are forgotten : " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with...lost nor prize. But where his rude hut by the Danube Jay, There were his younic barbarians all at piay, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - Readers - 1852 - 570 pages
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make'a Roman holiday, — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged... | |
 | Epes Sargent - Elocution - 1852 - 568 pages
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday, — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire, And unavenged... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - English poetry - 1910 - 968 pages
...arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. may be, And so she weaveth Tliere were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher'd... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - English literature - 1910 - 776 pages
...141 He heard it. but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away: He recked id understand, That in such gaps as desolation worked,...mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye! Wit Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged!... | |
 | Ruth Shepard Phelps - Italy - 1910 - 402 pages
...won. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday, — All this rushed with his blood, — shall he expire, And unavenged... | |
 | English literature - 1910 - 356 pages
...141 He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away: He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude...play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sii Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — Shall he expi And unavenged?... | |
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