 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
 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...the sleepers waxed 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,...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 tha rust on his mail ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 406 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... | |
 | 1828 - 398 pàgines
...the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once htav'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 bis gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | 1828 - 198 pàgines
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, 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 his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Isaac Nathan - 1829 - 268 pàgines
...the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and forever 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... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 334 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 tbro' it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pàgines
...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 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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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... | |
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