 Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of Death spread his wings on the...  Stepping Stones to Literature - Página 188por Sarah Louise Arnold, Charles Benajah Gilbert - 1898 - 317 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath , blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 páginas
...host on the inoirow lay withered and strown. in. For the Angel of Death spread his wings cmtheblaxl. And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;...sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but ones heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But... | |
 | 1818 - 384 páginas
...hust with their banners at sunset were seen : Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For...the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the... | |
 | William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Frederick Arnold, John Morley, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin - 1819 - 860 páginas
...were seen Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn had blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown For the Angel of Death spread his wings...the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pnst; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly am ehill, And their hearts but once bcav'd, and for... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Antumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he past ; DEBATE ON THE NAVY ESTIMATES. 1. Old TIERNEY came down like a wolf on the fold, And his phalanx... | |
 | 1819 - 494 páginas
...the Angel of Death spread his wingi on the blast, And hrentlied in the face of the foe as he paoed : And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled... | |
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