 | 1818 - 384 pàgines
...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...there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew ou his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
 | 1819 - 494 pàgines
...on the blast, And hrentlied in the face of the foe as he paoed : And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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... | |
 | 1819 - 996 pàgines
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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 - 1823 - 386 pàgines
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 pàgines
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 546 pàgines
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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.... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pàgines
...his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd 1 And the foam of his gasping lay white on the tarf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
 | John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - 240 pàgines
...he 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. And there lay the steed with...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.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 406 pàgines
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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.... | |
 | 1828 - 398 pàgines
...as he pass'd, And 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...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 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 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. 
