...into sunrise : then we moved away. H 2 When all among the thundering drums Thy soldier hi the battle stands, Thy face across his fancy comes And gives...trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee— The next—like fire he meets the foe, Strikes him dead for them and thee! Tara ta tantara ! So Lilia sang...

...meaning. Has not our laureate gathered it all into eight deathless lines : — Thy voice he hears in rolling drums That beat to battle where he stands,...his fancy comes And gives the battle to his hands : One moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood around thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets-...

...meaning. Has not our laureate gathered it all into eight deathless lines : — Thy voice he hears in rolling drums That beat to battle where he stands,...his fancy comes And gives the battle to his hands ; One moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood around thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets...

...sitting on a hill Sees the midsummer, midnight, Norway sun Set into sunrise ; then we moved away. I Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat...He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like iiro he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and tluv. Ho Lilia sang : we thought her half-possess'd,...

...Laureate says in the ' Princess:' " Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums That bent to battle where lit stands; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives...brood about thy knee; The next, like fire, he meets his foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee." It is, however, important to distinguish between...

...stony hills of Crete. SONG. LADS, let the rolling drums Beat to battle where thy warrior stands: Now thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands. Lady, let the trumpets blow, Clasp the little babes about thy knee : Now their warrior father meets...

...crams with weary bone SONG. LADY, let the rolling drums Beat to battle where thy warrior stands : Now thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands. Lady, let the trumpets blow, Clasp thy little babes about thy knee : Now their warrior father meets...

...stony hills of Crete. SONG. LADY, let the rolling drums Beat to battle where thy warrior stands : Now thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands. Lady, let the trumpets blow, Clasp thy little babes about thy knee : Now their warrior father meets...

...stony hills of Crete. SONG. LADY, let the rolling drums Beat to battle where thy warrior stapds: Now thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands. Lady, let the trumpets o.ow, Clasp thy little babes about thy knee: Now their warrior father meets...

...stony hills of Crete. SONG. LADY, let the rolling drums Beat to battle where thy warrior stands : Now thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands. Lady, let the trumpets blow, Clasp thy little babes about thy knee : Now their warrior father meets...