...Tho' my perishing ranks should be strew'd in their gore, Like ocean weeds heap'd on the surf-beaten shore. Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,...his back to the field, and his feet to the foe! And, leafing in battle no blot on bis name, Look proudly to heav'n from the death-bed of fame. HOHENLINDEN....

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...Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean weeds heaped on the surfbeaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,...foe ! And, leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the deathbed of fame." The whole of this individual, vigorous, and marked...

...their gore, Like ocean weeds heaped on the surfbeaten shore, bochicl, untainted by flight or by chaini, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With liis back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And, leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look...

...ike ocean-weeds heap'd on the surf-beaten shore, ochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, (•'hile the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor...the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame. HOHENLINDEN ON Linden, when the Sun was lovr, I...

...agonies of death, that determined courage which had marked the whole course of his life. in death he laid low, With his back to the field and his feet...the foe: And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Looked proudly to heaven from the death bed of fame. No person possessed in a higher degree the confidence...

...retreat'. Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore', Lochiel', untainted by flight or by chains',...foe'! And leaving in battle' no blot' on his name, Look proudly' to heaven from the death-bed of fame' gore, Campbell. 2.—Vanoc and Valens, in the Tragedy...

...Though my perishing ranks should be strew'd in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heap'd on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,...the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame. HOHENLINDEN. ON Linden, when the sun was low, All...

...Though my perishing ranks should be strew'd in their gore, Lake ocean-weeds heap'd on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,...the foe! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, TO THE INVISIBLE CIRL. T. Moart. THEY try to persuade my dear little sprite, That you're not a daughter...

...Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains,...the foe! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame. LESSON CLXXVII. The Poet and the Alchymist.—New...