PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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Page 109
... arms about thy neck , And on the scaffold , for that purpose rais'd I'll not believe thy love : in this forgive me . Without the walls , appear'd before the army - First let me wed Eudosia , and we ' ll out ; Theo . What , on a scaffold ...
... arms about thy neck , And on the scaffold , for that purpose rais'd I'll not believe thy love : in this forgive me . Without the walls , appear'd before the army - First let me wed Eudosia , and we ' ll out ; Theo . What , on a scaffold ...
Page 112
... arms may grapple with the foe , And so be furnish'd . You , most noble Ander- son , Divide our pow'rs , and with the fam'd Olaus Take the left route - You , Eric , great in arms ! With the renown'd Nederbi , hold the right , And skirt ...
... arms may grapple with the foe , And so be furnish'd . You , most noble Ander- son , Divide our pow'rs , and with the fam'd Olaus Take the left route - You , Eric , great in arms ! With the renown'd Nederbi , hold the right , And skirt ...
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... Arm , ye brave , or slavery ! Peace , so lov'd , away is fled ; War shall leave his iron bed ; To your arms ... arms - or slavery . Lo ! the shades of Britons proud ! Hear them in yon flitting cloud ! " Freedom , children , or a ...
... Arm , ye brave , or slavery ! Peace , so lov'd , away is fled ; War shall leave his iron bed ; To your arms ... arms - or slavery . Lo ! the shades of Britons proud ! Hear them in yon flitting cloud ! " Freedom , children , or a ...
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