 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 páginas
...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 it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 páginas
...And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts hut once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the hreath of his pride , And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 páginas
...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 forever grew still'. * Then the angel of the LORD went forth, and smote, in the camp of the Assyrians, a hundred and four... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835 - 348 páginas
...That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. in. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'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 rolFd... | |
 | 1835 - 378 páginas
...morrow lay wither'd and strown. \ I For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breath'd in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd and for ever grew still ! And there lay the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 páginas
...blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 328 páginas
...blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'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... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 páginas
...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 it there rolled not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1838 - 270 páginas
...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 it there rolled not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 páginas
...blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd...sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts butonce heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through... | |
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And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, 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. 
