 The high sun sees not, on the earth, such fiery fearful show, — The roof-ribs swarth, the candent hearth, the ruddy, lurid row Of smiths that stand, an ardent band, like men before the foe; As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster...  The Ballad Poetry of Ireland - Page 219edited by - 1861 - 253 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pages
...like men before the foe ; As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster slow Sinks '11 not forget the sword ! " CHARLES MACKAY. BARCLAY...Foul of mouth and evil-eyed, Pressed the mob in fury. strew The ground around ; at every bound the sweltering fountains flow ; i And thick and loud the swinking... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 418 pages
...like men before the foe ; As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster slow Sinks on the anvil — all about the faces fiery grow —...out ! — leap out ! " bang, bang, the sledges go. m. Leap out, leap out, my masters; leap out and lay on load! Let '& forge a goodly anchor, a bower,... | |
 | 1872 - 900 pages
...like men before the foe ; As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster slow Sinks led : Fraught with young life, it righted as it rose,"...moved at will along the yielding water. The native l>aiig, the sledges go ; Hurrah ! the jetted lightnings are hissing high and low ; A hailing fount... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 pages
...monster slow Sinks on the anvil, — a'l about the faces fiery grow, " Hurrah ! " they shout, "leap ont, sc}imshijig blow ; The leathern mail rebounds the hail ; the rattling cinders strew The ground around... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1873 - 532 pages
...like men before the foe: As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster slow Sinks on the anvil — all about the faces fiery grow — "Hurrah!" they shout, "leap out—leap out!" bang, bang, the sledges go; Hurrah! the jetted lightnings are hissing high and low;... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 pages
...like men before the foe. As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster, slow Sinks on the anvil; — all about the faces fiery grow....leathern mail rebounds the hail, the rattling cinders strew The ground around; at every bound the sweltering fountains flow, And thick and lend the swinking... | |
 | Charles Bruce (writer of tales) - 1874 - 582 pages
...fleece of flame, The sailing monster, slow Sinks on the anvil — all about The faces fiery glow. " Hurrah ! " they shout, " leap out, leap out ;" Bang,...mail rebounds the hail, The rattling cinders strow 'Die ground around : at every bound The sweltering fountains flow, And thick and loud the swinking... | |
 | 1874 - 598 pages
...appropriate forge-tackle, and removed to the anvil to be submitted to the blows of a powerful steam-hammer. ' Hurrah !' they shout, ' leap out, leap out;' bang,...Hurrah! the jetted lightnings are hissing high and low! In livid and obdurate gloom he darkens down at last— A shapely one he is, and strong, as e'er from... | |
 | Amusing poetry - 1874 - 332 pages
...flame, the sailing monster slow Sinks on the anvil — all about the faces fiery grow — "Hurrrah," they shout, "leap out — leap out:" bang, bang, the sledges go ; Hurrah; the jetted lightnings are hissinghighandlow; A hailing fount of fire is struck at every squashing blow ; The leathern mail rebounds... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...like men before the foe. As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster, slow Sinks on the anvil; — all about the faces fiery grow. " Hurrah !" they shout, " leap out — A hailing fount of fire is struck at every squashing blow, The leathern mail rebounds the the sweltering... | |
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