...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were...impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier...

...nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm ! arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and .fro, And...impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier...

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress ; And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness : And there...Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ? " There appears no just ground for the assertion that the duke of Wellington was dilatory or surprised....

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush' d at the praise of their own loveliness ; And. there...Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ? XXV. And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering...

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there...Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise? XXV. And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering tar,...

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were...impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier...

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Ulnsh'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there...Since, upon night* so sweet, such awful morn could rise ? Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep...

...nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm ! arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering...impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier...

...And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs 15 Which ne'er might be repeated — who could guess...impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier...

...And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there...Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ! Duchess of Richmond at Brussels, was first corrected on authority, in the " History of Napoleon Buonaparte,"...