 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...  Swinton's Fifth Reader and Speaker - Сторінка 401автори: William Swinton - 1883 - 479 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1900 - 608 стор.
...clumsy ; so that though he recovers himself in the final line, the general effect is much damaged : ' Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array.... | |
 | 1902 - 642 стор.
...were almost forced from him despite his will by the spirit of poetry : ' Last noon beheld them lull of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay. The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms ; the day Battle's magnificently stern array... | |
 | 1816 - 274 стор.
...instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshaling in anus, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1817 - 860 стор.
...tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over tlie unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld... | |
 | 1817 - 590 стор.
...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...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. ' Last noon... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1817 - 860 стор.
...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...but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this liery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and... | |
 | 1822 - 932 стор.
...inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave. Alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, While now beneath them ; but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low." These verses,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the uureturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass "YVJiich now beneath them , but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling 0ii the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. Last noon... | |
 | John Edgecombe Daniel - 1820 - 532 стор.
...tear-drops as they pass, Qrieving, if aught inanimate e'er griev«s, Over the unrotuvning brave — alas '. Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In i is next verdure, when tins fiery mass Of living vuluur, rolling on the foe And. burning' with high... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 308 стор.
...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...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. Last noon... | |
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