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" 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 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:... "
Sacred Poetry - Страница 44
1828 - 180 страници
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The works of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815
...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,...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;...

Hebrew Melodies, Том 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 53 страници
...hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! 1 s .' 1' . - * '/..?.• -1; ! '•.' "Vr i '. .; 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 the rust on his mail ;...

The works of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816
...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, 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 Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: In five [i.e. six] volumes

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817
...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, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride: • And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold...

The works of ... lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818
...ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his...lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock -beating siuf. .VAnd there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the...

The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature, Том 2

1818
...the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, 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 new Whig guide

Viscount Henry John Temple Palmerston, John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 240 страници
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still ! IT. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. T. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:...

The Literary Gazette: A Weekly Journal of Literature, Science, and ..., Том 3

William Jerdan, William Ring Workman, Charles Wycliffe Goodwin, Frederick Arnold, John Morley - 1819
...bcav'd, and for ere; grew still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide But throngh'it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf And cokl as the spray of the rock -beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted find pale, ' With the...

The Methodist Review, Том 2

1819
...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, But through it there rolled nut the hreath of Ml pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the 110% And cold as the...

Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
...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, 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...




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