 | John Moore - 1792 - 584 pàgines
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 | 1828 - 602 pàgines
...have his gold ! ' Two sudden blows with a ragged stick, And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife,—- And then the deed was done...nothing lying at my foot, But lifeless flesh and bone ! 1 Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone, That could not do me ill ; And yet I fear'd him all the more,... | |
 | 1836 - 676 pàgines
...hasty knife — And then the deed wae done ; There was nothing lying at my foot, But lifeless flc*li and bone! ' Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone, That...manhood in his. look, That murder could not kill: 70 Editors' Table. [May ' And, lo ! the universal air Seem'd lit with ghastly flame — Tea thousand... | |
 | 1836 - 706 pàgines
...have his cold! 1 Two sudden blows with a ragged stick, And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife — And then the deed was done...foot, But lifeless flesh and bone ! ' Nothing but lifeleng flesh and bone, That could not do me ill ; And yet I fear'd him all the more, For lying there... | |
 | 1846 - 608 pàgines
...with a heavy *tone — One hurried gash with a haMty knife — And then the deed was done : There WHS nothing lying at my foot But lifeless flesh and bone...him all the more, For lying there so still : There wa* a manhood in his look That murder could not kill ! " ' And, lo ! the universal air See'tied lit... | |
 | 1845 - 648 pàgines
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 | 1845 - 614 pàgines
...have his gold !' •Two sudden blows with a ragged stick, And one with a heavy stone; One hurried gash with a hasty knife, And then the deed was done. There...was nothing lying at my foot, But lifeless flesh and hope ; "Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone, That could not do me ill ; And yet I feared him all the... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 pàgines
...have his gold ! " Two sudden blows with a ragged stick, And one with a heavy stone, One horrid gash with a hasty knife—- And then the deed was done ; There was nothing lying at my feet, But lifeless flesh and bone ! " Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone, That could not do me ill... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 310 pàgines
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One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold! 
