 I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like...  University local half-hour examination papers - Page 38by John Robertson (LL.D., of Upton Park sch.) - 1882Full view - About this book
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...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
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...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a. thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which... | |
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...lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side...the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first ot'a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout... | |
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