 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 стор.
...citizens with terror dumb Or whispering with white lips — " The foe ! They come ! they come !" 5 *And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy...now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdue, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 стор.
...foe ! They come ! they come !" .And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, .Dewy with nature^ tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving if aught inanimate...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... | |
 | 1828 - 814 стор.
...each clansman's ears ! And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves,...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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 стор.
...instils The stirring memory of a thousand years; And Evan's, Donald's fame rings iu each clansman's ears! And Ardennes waves above them her green -leaves, Dewy...unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden liks !hs grass, Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure; when this fiery mass... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 стор.
...nature's tear-drops, as they pass. Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the uureturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold aud low. Last' noon beheld... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 стор.
...tear-drops, as they pa,ss. Grieving, if aught inanimate e'cv g,\\e\<is, Over the unreturning brave, — 'Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now...its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of" living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and !o)v. Last noon beheld... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 стор.
...as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unretnrning brave, — alas! Kre evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath...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. XX VIII. Last noon... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 878 стор.
...instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's eara And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy...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 oeheld... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1830 - 416 стор.
...the citizens with terror dumb Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come ! They come !" 5 *And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy...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. 6 Last noon beheld... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1830 - 420 стор.
...the citizens with terror dumb Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come ! They come !" 5 *And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy...unre.turning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like ttye grass, Which DOW beneath them, but above shall grow In its neit verdure, when this fiery mass... | |
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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... 
