 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 páginas
...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: Aud the foam of his gasping lay while on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 páginas
...of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...lay white on the turf, 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... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1838 - 270 páginas
...of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still? And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...lay white on the turf, 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... | |
 | Thomas Johnstone Aitkin - 1838 - 558 páginas
...heat. We speak of life's warm stream, the glow of health, &c. ; and on the other hand, Byron writes : " 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... | |
 | Alexander Campbell, Charles Louis Loos - 1838 - 584 páginas
...his nostrils all wide, But through them there roll'd not the breath of his priJ» And the foam of hia gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beaten surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the Hew on hia brow and the nut... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 362 páginas
...but once heaved', and forever grew still'. And there lay the steed', with his nostril all wide'; Bat through it there rolled not the breath of his pride';...lay white on the turf, 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... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 páginas
...eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts butonce 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... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 páginas
...eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, 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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1839 - 232 páginas
...of the sleepers waz'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... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 306 páginas
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, 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... | |
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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. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail... 
