 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 psl.
...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.) - 1815 - 230 psl.
...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 psl.
...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,...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 not the breath of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 psl.
...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,...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 not the breath of... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 psl.
...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... | |
 | 1819 - 494 psl.
...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,...ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled nut the hreath of Ml pride: And the foam of his gasping... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 psl.
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 psl.
...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,...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 not the breath of... | |
 | 1819 - 996 psl.
...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,...ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping... | |
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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... 
