 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - Liczba stron: 822
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath U p wafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - Liczba stron: 414
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd shades — Thy cavern... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - Liczba stron: 798
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd shades — Thy cavern... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - Liczba stron: 1264
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd shades— Thy cavern... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - Liczba stron: 422
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd shades — Thy cavern... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - Liczba stron: 440
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagods and thy pillar'd shades, — Thy... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - Liczba stron: 426
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers. And man, the sacrifice of man. Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers! Land of (lie Sun! wh.it foot invades Thy pa gods and thy pillard shades — Thy mou.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - Liczba stron: 456
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from t hose spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath L*p wafted from the innocent flower*! Land of the Sun ! what font invades Thy pagods and thy piMar'd... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - Liczba stron: 440
...cnmson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy pagorts and thy pillar'd shades — 1 "... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1838 - Liczba stron: 412
...crimson now her rivers ran With human blood— the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with every breath Upwañed from the innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy pagods and thy pillar'd... | |
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Whose rivulets are like rich brides, Lovely, with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers,... 
