 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— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman...  The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage - Side 157av George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
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...ceased the mbtmian shout which hailed the wretch who woo. He heard it, but he heeded not- his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He reck'd...where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his yotmy harimriims all at play, There was their DaelaB mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make «... | |
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 | Francis Halsey - 2006 - 237 sider
...with Ms heart and that was far away. He reeked not of the life be lost, nor prize, But where his rede hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at p!ay, Ther« was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday." Altho... | |
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