 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - Страниц: 524
...the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever were still ! And there lay the steed with his nostrils...gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1843 - Страниц: 576
...HEBREW MELODIES. 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...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 the rust on his mail ;... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - Страниц: 900
...the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever were still ! And there lay the steed with his nostrils...gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Страниц: 490
...heaved — and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride, And the...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent — the banners alone — The lances unlifted — the trumpets unblown. 1 The... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Страниц: 558
...for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, B ut through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - Страниц: 540
...for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, And through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
 | John Hall - 1845 - Страниц: 354
...heaved', and forever grew still. 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And the...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. 5. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow' and the rust on his mail';... | |
 | Bradford Frazee - 1845 - Страниц: 214
...heaved, and for ever grew still. 4 And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide ; But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. 5. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and rust on his mail ; And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - Страниц: 540
...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...dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - Страниц: 316
...steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And tKe foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold...With the dew "on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; A nd the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And... | |
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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... 
