 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 works, of ... lord Byron - Page 60by George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819Full view - About this book
 | 1847 - 556 pages
...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 hut by the Danube lay : There were his young barbarians all at play, Tliere was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Koman holiday. All this rushed... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - Elocution - 1847 - 396 pages
...Were with his heart,"' and that was far away ;" He recked not of the life he lost, or prize,"'p. Buf where his rude hut by the Danube lay," There were his young barbarians"' all at play,"'a*-tp con. on. — -^ /. There was their Dacian mother — he their sire"' Butcher'd"' to make... | |
 | George Vandenhoff - Elocution - 1847 - 400 pages
...eyes"1 Were with his heart,"1 and that was far away ;"* He recl?3 not of the life he lost, or prize,"1p. But^ where his rude hut by the Danube lay,"" There were his young barbarians"1 all at play,"1Thiere was their Dacian mother — hetReir sire"1 ff". JtJutcher'd ' to... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 pages
...SOi, dOi. JK. Ub. LX. cap. li. 56 O CANTO IV. CIIILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. 57 Thtrt were his youni: barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butcher' J to make a Roman holiday ' — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged... | |
 | George W. Burnap - Women - 1848 - 358 pages
...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...he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut... | |
 | National Rose Society - Rosaceae - 1923 - 308 pages
...made by singing, ' Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade." You know Byron's famous lines: — There were his young barbarians all at play; There was their Dacian mother; he, their sire, Butcher 'd to make a Roman holiday 1 It isn't quite as bad as that, but never, never will I forget... | |
 | Vincent Newey, Ann Thompson - History - 1991 - 316 pages
...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...he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unaveng'd? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut... | |
 | Bruce Redford - Travel - 1996 - 156 pages
...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...he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday — All this rush'd with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut... | |
 | Michael Grant - Gladiators - 1995 - 136 pages
...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 hut by the Danube lay, There...play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday. While African boys raked over the bloodstained sand, fallen gladiators... | |
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