 But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. Afid there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:...  A poetical grammar of the English language - Pàgina 122per Robert Clarke (schoolmaster.) - 1855Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 pàgines
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! 4And 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... | |
 | 1822 - 494 pàgines
...grew still ! And there lie the steed, with his nostrils all wide — But through them there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lie white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beaten surf. And there lie the rider, distorted... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 310 pàgines
...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 roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of hia pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 pàgines
...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 : 86 And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 546 pàgines
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pàgines
...the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew 1 roll'd not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the tarf, And cold as... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826 - 566 pàgines
...still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, Bnt throngh it there roll'd not the hreath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the tnrf, And cold as the spray of the rock.heating snrf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With... | |
 | John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - 240 pàgines
...the eyes of the sleepers wax'd 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... | |
 | William Carpenter - 1824 - 604 pàgines
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! 4. 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 big gasping lay while on the turf, And cold as... | |
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