 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...  English Poetry (1170-1892) - Page 364by John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 580 pagesFull view - About this book
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...of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears ! N 2 XXVII. XXVII. ' And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. ' Lost noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight... | |
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