 D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van,...  The Standard Fourth Reader - Pàgina 144per Epes Sargent - 1874Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1824 - 486 pàgines
...is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember Saint Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe... | |
 | 1824 - 488 pàgines
...and flags, and cloven mail And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, " Remember Saint Bartholomew," was passed from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : " Down, down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go." Oh ! was... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe : ' Down, down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.' Oh ! was... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe : ' Down, down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.' Oh ! was... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...passed from man to man; But out spake gentle Henry, ' No Frenchman is my foe : ' Down, down, with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.' Oh ! was... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pàgines
...is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
 | 1828 - 602 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turned hi* rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...all along our van, " Remember St. Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man. But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down, with every... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayeune hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds,and flags,and cloven mail; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, * Remember.... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turn'd his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heap'd with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail ; And then we thought on vengeance, and, all... | |
 | James Melville M'Culloch - 1831 - 250 pàgines
...is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish Count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a...all along our van, " Remember St Bartholomew," was pass'd from man to man : But out spake gentle Henry, " No Frenchman is my foe ; Down, down with every... | |
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