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... round his waist , for the purpose of binding the Turks whom he might capture . These were generally kept for the sake of ransom ; never , however , tortured or even ill used , though , on occasions when it was A impossible to make ...
... round his waist , for the purpose of binding the Turks whom he might capture . These were generally kept for the sake of ransom ; never , however , tortured or even ill used , though , on occasions when it was A impossible to make ...
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... weep ? " She is not in the mead , " Nor on the breezy steep . " " She sought the goatherd's hut , " Attracted by the sound , " The joyous musketry , " That echoed gaily round ; " Ah ! not for bridal feast , " Or SONGS OF THE KLEPHTAI . 13.
... weep ? " She is not in the mead , " Nor on the breezy steep . " " She sought the goatherd's hut , " Attracted by the sound , " The joyous musketry , " That echoed gaily round ; " Ah ! not for bridal feast , " Or SONGS OF THE KLEPHTAI . 13.
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... round the chief , Three thousand sabres gleam , Whom thus he taught , a rock his desk , A plundering raid his theme : - " I want not Klephts who slaughter sheep , " Nor Klephts who capture kids ; " Your blades must slash , your guns ...
... round the chief , Three thousand sabres gleam , Whom thus he taught , a rock his desk , A plundering raid his theme : - " I want not Klephts who slaughter sheep , " Nor Klephts who capture kids ; " Your blades must slash , your guns ...
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... round , and he knew that loved face , And they both kiss'd with fondness the lips and the eyes , Till Demos , recover'd , impatiently cries : " Sit near me , my brother , and tell me the while , " How you baffled the Albanian's hatred ...
... round , and he knew that loved face , And they both kiss'd with fondness the lips and the eyes , Till Demos , recover'd , impatiently cries : " Sit near me , my brother , and tell me the while , " How you baffled the Albanian's hatred ...
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... round me comrades crowd who find " In danger stern delight ; " On freedom's field , the feast of death ; " In glory's grave his bed ; " In sulphury clouds their host's perfumes ; " In showering balls his bread . " I have ventured to ...
... round me comrades crowd who find " In danger stern delight ; " On freedom's field , the feast of death ; " In glory's grave his bed ; " In sulphury clouds their host's perfumes ; " In showering balls his bread . " I have ventured to ...
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Acarnania Æneid Albanian Ali Pasha ancient Greece Armatòles Armatoloi arms ballad beauteous beauty bird blade Botzaris brave breast breath bridal bride brother brow call'd captain chaunted Christian Constantine corse courser Crete cried curse death Demos Diakos dost thou e'er Euboea eyes father Fauriel fear fill'd flowers foes freedom Gardiki girl glaive glorious gold Græcia's Grecian Greece Greek Guekas hand hast head heart joyous Katzantoni kiss Klephtai Klephtic Klephts lips lord lover Marco Botzaris Morea Moslem mother mountain ne'er never night o'er Pasha plain prey pride priest reader return'd rhyme roar sable sabre sailors young seized sing sire slaves sleep song soul steed stream Sublime Porte Suli Suliots Sultan sword tears thee Thessaly thine translated Turkish Turks Twas vine Wallachia watch'd wild wilt wretched youth καὶ μὲ νὰ τὰ τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τοὺς
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Page 174 - Wi ae lock o his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare. "Mony a one for him makes mane, But nane sail ken where he is gane; Oer his white banes when they are bare, The wind sail blaw for evermair.
Page 7 - With a downe, There were three ravens sat on a tree, They were as blacke as they might be. With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe. The one of them said to his mate, "Where shall we our breakefast take?
Page 7 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another...
Page 7 - His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. "Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pike out his bonny blue een; Wi...
Page xxv - were hardy to a degree scarcely credible to more effeminate nations. They had no fixed encampment; wandering in summer among the higher, in winter, over the lower mountainous regions; but they always had a spot for rendezvous and occasional sojourn, call'd Limeri, situated near the Armatolik, from which they had been driven.
Page xxvi - Pain found their courage as untameable as thirst and hunger; although every Klepht taken alive was inevitably subjected, before the relief of death, to the most dreadful and protracted tortures. There is but one record, that of Katzantoni, whose mind had been previously subdued by long sickness, of a Klepht evincing even apparent consciousness of what he suffered.
Page 52 - Armatoloi in Acarnania, fell, in the year 1806, into the hands of Ali Pasha, who threw him into a deep dungeon, where he lay for many months, chained and immersed in mud and water. By means of a long sash and a file, he one night escaped from his prison ; but the gates being closed, it was impossible for him to leave the citadel before morning ; and then he was nearly hopeless of eluding discovery.
Page xxvi - Niko-Tzaras could jump over seven horses standing abreast; and others could clear, at one leap, three waggons fill'd with thorns, to the height of eight feet. Their powers of abstinence were not less surprising; and a band of Klephts have been known to combat during three days and nights, without either eating, drinking, or sleeping: an instance of this may be found in the 29th Ballad of the first Class and Part.
Page 58 - The greedy disposition of Ali Pasha pursued these poor and harmless tribes into their mountain wilds, confiscating their numerous flocks, invading their pastures, and heavily taxing their little pastoral wealth. Katzantoni and his brothers...
Page 8 - Come down, come down, my bonny bird, And eat bread aff my hand ! Your cage shall be of wiry goud, Whar now it's but the wand.