 | John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - 240 oldal
...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 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... | |
 | William Carpenter - 1824 - 604 oldal
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! 4. 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 big gasping lay while on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | 1828 - 814 oldal
...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,...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. v. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and tha rust on his mail ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 406 oldal
...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 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... | |
 | 1828 - 398 oldal
...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 his nostril all wide But 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... | |
 | 1828 - 198 oldal
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still. 4 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Isaac Nathan - 1829 - 268 oldal
...And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and forever grew still! 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... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 334 oldal
...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 his nostril all wide, But tbro' it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1831 - 236 oldal
...'heaved, and 'forever were still. And there lay the 'steed with his nostrils all wide, But thro' them there rolled not the breath of his pride, And the...there lay the rider 'distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his 'mail ; And the 'tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 oldal
...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...there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
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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. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail;... 
