 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...  Songs of Three Centuries - Pagina 125editat de - 1875 - 352 paginiVizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 pagini
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 72 pagini
...'•.' "Vr i '. .; 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 ;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 pagini
...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...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;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 pagini
...heaved, and for ever grew still! IV. 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. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 pagini
...heaved, and for ever grew still! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride: • And...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 hig mail;... | |
 | 1818 - 384 pagini
...his wings on the blast, 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...there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew ou his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 pagini
...heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the...lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock -beating siuf. .VAnd there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 pagini
...ever grew still ! IT. 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. T. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pagini
...heaved, and for ever grew still. IV. 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. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ;... | |
 | 1819 - 996 pagini
...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...tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. Abruptly, and would not give way, Nor pass, as poor and great went.... | |
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