 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1879 - 408 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 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... | |
 | Maurice Paterson - 1880 - 296 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 squadron...they advance ! I strove to cry — my lips were dumb. 2. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide? A thousand horse —... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1880 - 630 oldal
...yon tuft of hlackening firs. Is it the wind those hranches stirs? No, no I 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 dumh. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the reins to guide? A thousand horse... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 338 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...— 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 326 oldal
...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...— 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 680 oldal
...it the wind those branches stirs? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I sec mem come! In one vast squadron they advance ! I strove...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 800 oldal
...yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs? No, no ! from out the forest prance akes with its mountainmirth, [birth. As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's XCI — niy lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where arc they the reins to guide... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 610 oldal
...pranee A trampling troop ; I see them eome ! In one vast squadron they advanee ! I strove to ery — my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the reina to guide f A thousand horse — and none to ride With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils... | |
 | Annie A. Longfellow - 1882 - 202 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,...tail, and flying main, Wide nostrils, — • never stretched by pain, — Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks... | |
 | Francis Thayer Russell - 1882 - 330 oldal
...checkered with the northern light : — From out the forest prance A trampling troop, — I see them come ! A thousand horse — and none to ride ! — With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron... | |
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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? 
