 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1849 - 316 sider
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved — and for ever grew stiP, 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...through it there rolled not the breath of his pride j And tv>e foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 sider
...sleepers' . . waxed deadly and chill', And their hearts but once heaved', and forever grew still'. And there lay the steed', with his nostril all wide'; But through it there rolled not the breath of hid pride'; And the foam of his gasping", lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating... | |
 | Robert Gordon Latham - 1843 - 236 sider
...sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. 4. And the>e lay the steed with his nostril all wide ; But through...the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And c61d as the spray of the r6ck-beating surf. 5. 6. And the widows of A'shur are loud in their wail,... | |
 | Robert Gordon LATHAM - 1843 - 236 sider
...sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for £ver grew still. 4. And th£re lay the steed with his nostril all wide ; But through...pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the tfirf, And c61d as the spray of the r6ck-beating surf. 5. 6. And the widows of A'shur are loud in their... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 sider
...heaved, and for ever were still ! And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride And the foam...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 - 576 sider
...deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! 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 gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 sider
...heaved, and for ever were still ! And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride And the foam...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... | |
 | Daniel Gardner - 1844 - 324 sider
...wither'd and strown. 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 the spray on the rock beating surf. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in... | |
 | Daniel Gardner - 1844 - 336 sider
...the leaves of the forest, when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow, lay wither'cl and strown. 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... | |
 | 1863 - 518 sider
...better ; and Mr. Patmore's alterations are of the same irritating and contemptible kind. Byron wrote " And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of bis pride ;" Mr. Patmore can not leave this alone. In the first line he reads... | |
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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... 
