| Cecil Frances Alexander - Children's poetry, English - 1865 - 604 pages
...through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpets unblown. And the widows... | |
| Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 pages
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Joseph Edwards Carpenter - Hymns - 1866 - 436 pages
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpets unblown. And the widows... | |
| Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1866 - 408 pages
...through them there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...though it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; The tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pages
...through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : and the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, and cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...with the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; the tents were all silent, the banners alone, the lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Charles Rogers - 1867 - 754 pages
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Mary Anne Marzials - English poetry - 1867 - 332 pages
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| James Lee (M.A.) - 1867 - 482 pages
...hearts but once heaved, and for ever were still. And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rockbeating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
| Moxon Edward and co - 200 pages
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown And the widows of... | |
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