 | George Melville Baker - Elocution - 1879 - 734 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round; ;. ; . Death at the glimpse of a...yes, a mine ! Countermine ! down, down ! and creep through the hole ! Keep the revolver in hand ! You can hear him — the murderous mole. Quiet, ah !... | |
 | 1879 - 524 pages
...and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebel * that girdled nч round — Death at the glimpse of a finger from over...breadth of a street, Death from the heights of the mosqae and the palace, and death in the ground ! Ifine? yes, a mine t Countermine ! down, down ! and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1880 - 1880 - 130 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger...! Quiet, ah ! quiet — wait till the point of the pickaxe be thro' ! Click with the pick, coming nearer and nearer again than before — Now let it speak,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1880 - 1880 - 204 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger...mosque and the palace, and death in the ground ! Mine 1 yes, a mine ! Countermine ! down, down ! and creep thro' the hole ! Keep the revolver in hand ! you... | |
 | Choice literature - 1880 - 786 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet— Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round— Death at the glimpse of a finger...heights of the mosque and the palace, and death in the groundl Mine ? yes, a mine ! Countermine ! down, down 1 and creep thro' the hole ! Keep the revolver... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1880 - 204 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet— Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round— Death at the glimpse of a finger...Death from the heights of the mosque and the palace, *nd death in the ground ! Mine 1 yes, a mine ! Countermine ! down, down ! and creep thro' the hole... | |
 | American periodicals - 1880 - 784 pages
...brcndlh of u sttvut. Death from the height« of the mosque and the palace, and death in the gronud! Mine ? yes, a mine ! Countermine ! down, down ! and creep thro' the hole I Keep the revolver in hand ! You can hear him — the murderous mole. Quiet, ah I quiet— wait till... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 502 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger...mine ! Countermine ! down, down ! and creep thro' the bole ! Keep the revolver in hand ! You can hear him — the murderous mole. Quiet, ah ! quiet — wait... | |
 | Arthur Compton Auchmuty - 1882 - 172 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger...! Quiet, ah ! quiet — wait till the point of the pick-axe be thro' ! Click with the pick, coming nearer and nearer again than before — Now let it... | |
 | Brainerd Kellogg - American literature - 1882 - 492 pages
...foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a finger...mole! Quiet, ah! quiet — wait till the point of the pick axe be thro'! Click with the pick, coming nearer and nearer again than before — Now let it speak,... | |
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So that the brute bullet broke thro' the brain that could think for the rest; Bullets would sing by our foreheads, and bullets would rain at our feet — Fire from ten thousand at once of the rebels that girdled us round — Death at the glimpse of a... 
