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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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 th — George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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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!

— George Gordon Byron, Selected Poems
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