For The Angel Of Death Spread His Wings On The Blast, And Breathed In The Face Of The Foe As He Passed; And The Eyes Of The Sleepers Waxed Deadly And Chill, And Their Hearts But Once Heaved, And For Ever Grew Still!

-Lord Byron

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For The Angel Of Death Spread His

Lord Byron

For The Angel Of Death Spread His Wings On The Blast, And Breathed In The Face Of The Foe As He Passed; And The Eyes Of The Sleepers Waxed Deadly And Chill, And Their Hearts But Once Heaved, And For Ever Grew Still!

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War

Heart

Eye

He Had Kept The Whiteness Of His Soul, And Thus Men O'er Him Wept.

Men

Soul

Whiteness