 | 1905 - 622 頁
...avenger's joy ! (xxxvi.) " But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...sight ! Thy sun — thy heaven — of lost delight. (xxxvn.) " To-morrow let us do or die 1 But when the bolt of death is hurl'd, Ah ! whither then with... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1917 - 856 頁
...blood, the avenger's joy ! But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...sight ! Thy sun — thy heaven — of lost delight ! — ' To-morrow let us do or die i But when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah! whither then with thee... | |
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Forbid not thee to weep : — Nor will the Christian host, Nor will thy father's spirit grieve, To see thee, on the battle's eve, Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most: She was the rainbow to thy sight; Thy sun — thy heaven—... 
