 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 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, 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 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, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride: • And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold... | |
 | 1818 - 384 pàgines
...That host on 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... | |
 | 1819 - 494 pàgines
...as he paoed : And the eyes 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... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 pàgines
...on the blast, And bung'd up the eyes of old GEORGE as it pass'd: And the eyes of 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, But through it there roll'd not the breath... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 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, 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... | |
 | 1819 - 996 pàgines
...as he passed; And the eyes 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... | |
 | 1822 - 494 pàgines
...breath' d in the face of the foe as he past ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill — Their hearts but once heav'd — and for ever grew still ! And there lie the steed, with his nostrils all wide — But through them there roll'd not the breath of his pride... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 pàgines
...he pass'd ; And 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...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 as the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
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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 spray of the rock-beating surf. 
