| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 pagine
...chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay tho steed with hia nostril all wide' But through it there rolled not...there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail , And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
| Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 pagine
...But through it there roll'd not the breath of And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, 15 And cold, as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ? And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pagine
...And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts hut once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the hreath of his pride , And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 pagine
...And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
| Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 pagine
...thousand: and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.— Iialak. And there lay the steed', with his nostril all wide';...spray of the rock-beating surf'. And there lay the jider', distorted and pale', With the dew on his brow', and the rust on his mail'; And the tents were... | |
| England - 1835 - 794 pagine
...And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd and for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 pagine
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolFd not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the... | |
| John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 pagine
...heaved, and for ever were still ? And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the...gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and... | |
| 1852 - 1000 pagine
...eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and caitt, And their hearts but once heav'd and for ever giew IB! " And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his prise; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf. And cold as... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 328 pagine
...And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride -, And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
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