Cuộc hành hương của chàng hiệp sĩ Childe Harolds - Khúc thứ ba (28) Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage - Canto III (28)

Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage - Canto III (28)

Last noon beheld them full of lusty life,
Last eve in Beauty’s circle proudly gay,
The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife,
The morn the marshalling in arms, -- the day
Battle’s magnificently-stern array!
The thunder-clouds close o’er it, which when rent
The earth is cover’d thick with other clay,
Which her own clay shall cover, heap’d and pent,
Rider and horse, -- friend, foe, -- in one red burial blent!