 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 461828 - 180 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 страници
...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 not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 страници
...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'; But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride'; And the foam of his gasping', lay white on the turf, And cold... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 страници
...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,...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 ; And... | |
 | 1835 - 378 страници
...and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd and for ever grew still ! And there lay the steed with Ms nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not...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 ; And... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 страници
...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 страници
...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 foam of his 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 страници
...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 the spray of the rock-beating... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 328 страници
...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,...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 N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 страници
...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,...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 the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
 | Thomas Johnstone Aitkin - 1838 - 558 страници
...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,...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf." Progressive Development of Animal Heat. — Previous to birth, the animal shares the heat of the mother;... | |
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