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And Hogni casts by the war-horn, and his Dwarf-wrought sword uprears,

Lyra Heroica A Book of Verse for Boys Various

And Hogni casts by the war-horn, and his Dwarf-wrought sword uprears,

The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs William Morris 1865

Occasionally, in walking unsuspectingly along one of our leafy lanes, some such fiery geyser of ancient heat uprears itself in a boiling column.

Americans All Stories of American Life of To-Day Various

Over the now peaceful battle-field, reddened with nothing more terrible than the ruddy clover-heads, a tall flag-staff, surmounted by a gilded eagle, uprears the glorious stars and stripes, and attests the loyalty of the people of Princeton.

The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 1, January 1862 Devoted to Literature and National Policy Various

Then he uprears darkling altars to the Stygian king, and lays whole carcases of bulls upon the flames, pouring fat oil over the blazing entrails.

The Aeneid of Virgil 70 BC-19 BC Virgil

Only the young short grass uprears itself, and, drinking in with eager greediness the welcome but angry shower, refuses to bend its neck beneath the yoke.

Molly Bawn Margaret Wolfe Hamilton

Not the least remarkable of these freaks is the Old Man of the Mountain, who uprears his gigantic form amid a sea of cliffs and rugged heights, in the heart of that region known as the “Switzerland of America” -- New

Golden Days for Boys and Girls Volume VIII, No 25: May 21, 1887 Various

Behind, the taste of the Elizabethan era holds full sway; in front (forgetful of time) uprears itself the ancient tower that holds the first stones in all its strength and stately dignity; while round it the sympathetic ivy clings, and, pressing it in its long arms, whispers, "Courage."

Molly Bawn Margaret Wolfe Hamilton

With his strong hand he uprears the mast of Serestus 'ship, and on a cord crossing it hangs from the masthead a fluttering pigeon as mark for their steel.

The Aeneid of Virgil 70 BC-19 BC Virgil

Occasionally, in walking unsuspectingly along one of our leafy lanes, some such fiery geyser of ancient heat uprears itself in a boiling column.

Hillsboro People Dorothy Canfield Fisher 1918