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" In one vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry - my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide? "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - 431. oldal
1819
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Hebrew Melodies

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 53 oldal
...bkckening firs. 670 " Is it the wind those branches stirs ? " No, no ! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop ; I see them come ! " In one vast...and none to ride ! " With flowing tail, and flying mane, " Wide nostrils— never stretch'd by pain, 680 " Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, " And...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 5. kötet

1819
...seemed— alone : At length, while reeling on our way Methought 1 heard a courser neigh, From out von tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches...flowing tail, and flying main. Wide nostrils— never stretch 'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks...

Mazeppa: A Poem

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1819 - 71 oldal
...blackening firs. 670 " Is it the wind those branches stirs ? . " No, no ! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop ; I see them come ! " In one vast...and none to ride ! " With flowing tail, and flying mane, " Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, 680 " Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, " And...

The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of ..., 5. kötet

1819
...the desire to extract it " Is it the wind those branches stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...guide ? A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With Bowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit...

The Eclectic Review, 12. kötet;30. kötet

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1819
...Is it the wind those branches stirs? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I gee them come ! ' . In one vast squadron they advance...reins to guide ? A thousand horse — and none to ride 1 With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to...

The works of ... lord Byron, 7-8. kötet

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819
...branches stirs ? . . ,,No , no ! from but the forest prance ,,A trampling troop; I see them comet ' .. ,,In one vast squadron they advance ! ,,I strove to...were dumb. ,,The steeds rush on in plunging pride } ,, Cut where are they the reins to guide ? ~,,A. thousand horse — and none to ride! ,,With flowing...

The works of lord Byron, 3. kötet

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820
...yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs ? No, no! from out the forest prance A trampling troop; I see them come! In one vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry—my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide...

Lord Byron's Works ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
...branches stirs? « No, no I from out the forest prance « A trampling troop ; I see them come 1 « In one vast squadron they advance! « I strove to...were dumb. « The steeds rush on in plunging pride; H But where are they the reins to guide ? « A thousand horse — and none to ridel « With flowing...

The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821
...blackening firs. 670 '' Is it the wind those branches stirs ? " No, no! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop; I see them come! " In one vast squadron they advance! " I strove to cry—my lips were dumb. 675 " The steeds rush on in plunging pride; " But where are they the reins...

The works of lord Byron, comprehending the suppressed poems, 5-6. kötet

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822
...blackening firs. 670 " Is it the wind those branches stirs? " No, no ! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop ; I see them come! ' ' In one vast...advance ! " I strove to cry — my lips were dumb. 6^5 " The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; " But where are they the reins to guide? ' ' A thousand...




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