 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...  Blackwood's Magazine - Сторінка 4591822Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1843 - 368 стор.
...brave, alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass "Which now beneath them, but above shall growIn its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe [low. And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and Last noon beheld them full of lusty life,... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the unreturm'ng brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 стор.
...e'er grieves — Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next...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 —... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow 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... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - 318 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. • Last noon beheld... | |
 | 1844 - 504 стор.
...e'er grieves, O'er the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, Which, now beneath them, but above shall grow In 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 Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 440 стор.
...— Over the unreturning brave, — [0 0] al&s ! Ere evening ' to be trodden like the grass II Which now ' beneath them, but above ' shall grow, In its...next verdure, when this fiery mass | < < Of living valor \ [u] rolling on the foe, •<• [u] And burning with high hope, [x 00 =] shall moulder ' cold... | |
 | John Goldsbury, William Russell - 1844 - 444 стор.
...Over the unreturning brave, — [0 0] aids ! Ere evening ' to be trodden like the grass II Which nmo ' beneath them, but above ' shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass | < •< Of living valor \ [u] rolling on the/oe, < [u] And burning with Az'gA Aope, [x 00 =] shall moulder ' cold | and... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 стор.
...e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought... | |
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