...through the war-field's bloody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow...False flew the shaft, though pointed well ; The Tyrant liv'd, the Hero fell !— Yet mark'd the PERI where he lay. And when the rush of war was past, Swiftly...

...through the war-field's bloody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow...False flew the shaft, though pointed well ; The Tyrant liv'd, the Hero fell !— Yet mark'd the PERI where he lay, And when the rush of war was past. Swiftly...

...through the war-field's bloody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow...his quiver. " Live," said the Conqueror, " live to shure The trophies and the crowns I bear !" Silent that youthful warrior stood — Silent he pointed...

...through the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, The red blade broken in his hand, And the last arrow...Then sent his last remaining dart, For answer, to the invader's heart. False flew the shaft, though pointed well — The tyrant lived-the hero fell !...

...through the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, The red blade broken in his hand, And the last arrow...to the flood, All crimson with his country's blood, Thou sent his last remaining dart, For answer, to the invader's heart. False flew the shaft, though...

...through the war-field's bloody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow in his quiver. * Mafamood of Gazna, or Ghizni, who conquered India in the beginning of the eleventh century. — See...

...the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand, And the last arrow...False flew the shaft, though pointed well ; The Tyrant liv'd, the Hero fell ! — Yet mark'd the PEBI where he lay ; And when the rush of war was past, Swiftly...

...through the war-field's blody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow in his quiver. " Live," said the Conquerer, " live to share "The trophies and the crowns I bear!" Silent that youthful warrior stood...

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...through the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand Alone, beside his native river, — The red blade broken in his hand, And the last arrow...pointed to the flood All crimson with his country's bloqd, Then sent his last remaining dart For answer to the invader's bean.' False flew the shaft, though...