"Horrent" Quotes from Famous Books
... When the rude hordes of trampling War Shall scare the silent vale; And where, Now the sweet heaven when day doth leave The air; Limns its soft rose-hues on the veil of Eve; Shall the fierce war-brand tossing in the gale, From town and hamlet shake the horrent glare! ... — Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXXIX. - March, 1843, Vol. LIII. • Various |