 | P. F. Aiken - 1876 - 454 pages
...Five tomahawks, wi' blude red rusted ; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled,...life bereft, The grey hairs yet stack to the heft ; Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev'n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and... | |
 | Peter Freeland Aiken - 1876 - 468 pages
...Five tomahawks, wi' blude red rusted ; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled,...life bereft, The grey hairs yet stack to the heft ; Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev'n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and... | |
 | Ralph Knight - Literary Criticism - 1959 - 246 pages
...gape; Five tomahawks wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scymitars wi' murder crusted; A garter which a babe had strangled; A knife a father's throat had mangled— Whom his ain son o' Me bereft— The grey-hairs yet stack to the heft; Wi' mair of horrible and awefu', Which even to name... | |
 | 1897 - 672 pages
...; Five tomahawks, wi" blutV red-rusted ; Five scymitars wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o1 life bereft, The grey hairs yet stack to the heft; Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which even to... | |
 | Donald A. Low - Literary Criticism - 1974 - 474 pages
...its cauld hand held a light. But when I came to die succeeding lines, my blood ran cold within me : A knife a father's throat had mangled — Whom his...life bereft — The grey hairs yet stack to the heft. And here, after two following lines, ' Wi' mair of horrible and awefu', &c., the descriptive part might... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o' life bereft — The gray hairs yet stack to the heft; 140 Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which even to name wad be unlawfu'.... | |
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Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape ; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted ; Five scimitars wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o... 
