 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pagina’s
...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 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 ;... | |
 | 1819 - 996 pagina’s
...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...silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. Abruptly, and would not give way, Nor pass, as poor and great went. ' Well,' said... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 pagina’s
...for ever grew still ! 4And 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. 5. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail; And... | |
 | 1822 - 494 pagina’s
...of his gasping lie white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beaten surf. And there lie the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail : And the tents are all silent — the banners alone — The lance is unlifted — the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 394 pagina’s
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. 5. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The knees unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 6. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 310 pagina’s
...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...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 - 1824 - 234 pagina’s
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,...silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pagina’s
...And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of hia pride : 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 dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 546 pagina’s
...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...silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pagina’s
...through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the tarf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And...tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unliftcd, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke... | |
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And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the 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. 
