 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 oldal
...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...reins to guide ? A thousand horse — and none to ride I With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 oldal
...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...reins to guide * A thousand horse — and none to ride ' MAZEPPA'S RIDE. 97 With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1104 oldal
...squadron they advance ! I strove to err— my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; i But where are they the reins to guide ? A thousand horse— and none to ride 1 With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by paie, Mouths bloodless to... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855 - 410 oldal
...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...horse, and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils never stretch' d by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1856 - 833 oldal
...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 ? A thousand horse—and none to ride! Witn flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils—never stretch'd by pain,... | |
 | 1856 - 518 oldal
...Which saw no further : he who dies Can die no more than then I died, O'ertortured by that ghastly ride. A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast squadron they advance ! The sight renerved my courser's feet, A moment staggering, feebly fleet, A moment with a faint low... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1857 - 394 oldal
...tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs ? 14- No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ; In one vast squadron they advance I I strive to ery — my lips are dumb. 15. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; A thousand horse —... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1859 - 914 oldal
...tuft of blackening tire. Is it the wind those branches stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are theythe reins to guide ? A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1861 - 1154 oldal
...wind those branches stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come i In one vast squadron they advance ! I strove to cry...— and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain. Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that... | |
 | Massachusetts - 1861 - 970 oldal
...them perfectly ungovernable. The action of such a herd has been thus graphically described : — " A trampling troop ! I see them come, In one vast squadron...on in plunging pride, But where are they the reins who guide ? A thousand horse and none to ride ! With flowing tail and flying mane, Wide nostrils never... | |
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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? 
