MasonTime's gradual touch Has mouldered into beauty many a tower.
c.1855: John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave, but his soul goes marching on! — Traditional, John Brown's Body
1841, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "The Rainy Day", Ballads and Other PoemsThe day is cold, and dark, and drearyIt rains, and the wind is never weary;The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,But at every gust the dead leaves fall,And the day is dark and dreary.
