 | Joseph Guy - 1849 - 118 oldal
...for ever grew still. And there lav 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...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... | |
 | 1856 - 1270 oldal
...his nostrils all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of hia gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray...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... | |
 | 1982 - 348 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 all wide , But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 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... | |
 | Robert Atwan, Laurance Wieder - 1993 - 514 oldal
...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 oldal
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew »till ! IV. roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 oldal
...the sleepers wax'd 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, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride: 15 And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold... | |
 | Mary Oliver - 1998 - 212 oldal
...the sleepers wax'd 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, 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... | |
 | Robert Atwan, Laurance Wieder - 2000 - 514 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;... 
