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...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...moulder cold and low. XXVIII. ' Last noon beheld them lull of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound...

...tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over tlie unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought...

...inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave. Alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass, While now beneath them ; but above shall grow In its next...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low." These verses, so much admired and so popular, are a good example of emotions which are the means of...

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...tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unre turning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay ; The midnight brought...

...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...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought...