"Unslain" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... fail hide-coats to shred, Seize each your man and hug him dead! Who falls unslain will only make A mouthful to the wolves who slake Their month-whet thirst. No captives, none! We die or win! but should we die, The lopped-off hand will wave on high The broken brand to ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... sad brow on thy mantle. What pangs for thy sake are my portion, O pine-tree with red gold enwreathed! Yet beside thee he snugs on the settle As thou seamest thy broidery,—that rhymester! And the shame of it whelms me in sorrow, O Steingerd!—that rascal unslain!" ...
— The Life and Death of Cormac the Skald • Unknown |
