 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 str.
...aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave,, — | alas! | Ere evening , to be trodden Me the grass' , | Which now beneath' them, | but above...its next verdure, | when this fiery mass , Of living valour, | rolling on the foe, | And burning with high hope, | shall moulder cold, andlow,.| Last noon... | |
 | lord William Pitt Lennox - 1841 - 898 str.
...e'er grieves, 'Jv« the unreturning brave, — alas ! Kre Mening to be trodden like the grass Wiich now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass 'Jf livmg valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. BYRON.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 str.
...nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the un returning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the...In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, [low. And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and XXVIII. Last noon... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 str.
...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...trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but abpve shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 str.
...with white lips — " The foe ! they come ! they come !" Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening...rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall molder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly... | |
 | 1843 - 368 str.
...green leaves, Dewy with Nature's teardrops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, alas ! Ere evening to...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... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 str.
...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 benealh them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling... | |
 | 1844 - 504 str.
...green leaves Wet with nature's tear-drops as they pass. Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, O'er the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low." At length we came to the small village of Waterloo, and, taking a guide, wandered over the field. Not... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 str.
...tear-drops, as they pass, PATHETIC AND ENTERTAINING. 309 Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening...rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall molder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 str.
...leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving — if aught inanimate e'er grieves — Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening...its next verdure : when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder culd and low. The midnight brought... | |
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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... 
