 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 72 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn 'hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! 1 s .' 1' . - * '/..?.• -1; ! '•.' "Vr i '. .; IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | 1816 - 558 páginas
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 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath , blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 páginas
...the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but ones 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 foam of his gasping lay... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Antumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he past ; DEBATE ON THE NAVY ESTIMATES. 1. Old TIERNEY came down like a wolf on the fold, And his phalanx... | |
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Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of death spread his wings on the... 
