 And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...  Beauties of the British Poets ... - Sivu 315tekijä(t) George Croly - 1850 - 395 sivuaKoko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 sivua
...citizens with terror dumb, Qr whispering with white lips — " The foe ! they come they come /" 6. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life ; Last eve,...midnight brought the signal sound of strife ; The morn the marshalling in arms ; the day, Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall molder cold and low. Last noon beheld... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturm'ng brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...midnight brought the signal -sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 sivua
...if aught inanimate e'er grieves — Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder culd and low. The midnight brought the signal sound of strife, The morn, the marshalling in arms —... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 sivua
...citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — " The foe ! they come ! they come !" Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...The midnight brought the signal sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder clouds close... | |
 | 1844 - 504 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, O'er the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, Which, now beneath them, but above...its next verdure, when this fiery mass, Of living valor rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low." At length we came... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall molder cold and low. Last noon beheld... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1817 - 862 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...beauty's circle proudly gay. The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The iiioru the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern... | |
 | 1816 - 592 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. ' Lost noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight... | |
 | James Chapman - 378 sivua
...Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturuiug brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, Which now beneath them, but above...this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe Aud burning with high hope, shall moulder cold aml low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last... | |
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