| Samuel Kirkham - Elocution - 1839 - 362 pages
...treasure' ; Sweet' . . the pleasure* : Sweet' . . is pleasure' . . after pain*. Soothed with the sound', the king grew vain* ; Fought all his battles o'er...And thrice he routed all his foes', and thrice he slew the slain*. The master saw the madness rise* ; His glowing cheeks*, his ardent eyes* ; And', while... | |
| 1839 - 798 pages
...to scamper : Blessed be all the saints, Kiova town was free 1 XI. Now, puffed with pride, the mayor grew vain, Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. 'Tis true he might amuse himself thus, And not be very murderous ; Tor as of those... | |
| Brandon Turner - 1840 - 258 pages
...; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. IV. Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And while he... | |
| John Epy Lovell - Readers - 1843 - 524 pages
...pleasure : Rich the treasure ; Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain ! Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain ! The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ! He chose a... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 pages
...pleasure : Rich the treasure ; Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure, after pain. Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And while he... | |
| English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...left his blissful seat above — Such is the power of mighty love ! — ****** Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain ! The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And, while... | |
| John Epy Lovell - Elocution - 1844 - 900 pages
...pleasure : Rich the treasure ; Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain ! Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain ! The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ! And, while... | |
| American literature - 1856 - 606 pages
...default of a better minstrel, to chaunt the poean of victory, like him who, to the music of Timotheus, " Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, And thrice he slew the slain." Probably few Englishmen, save those in search of material for philosophical study,... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - Elocution - 1845 - 492 pages
...pleasure : Rich the treasure ; Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure, after pain. Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain, The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And while he... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - Elocution - 1845 - 312 pages
...pleasure : Rich the treasure ; Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure, after pain. Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain Fought all his battles o'er again...; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And while he... | |
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