 | 1852 - 1000 pagina’s
...there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his prise; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf....rock-beating surf. " And there lay the rider, distorted snd pale. With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 pagina’s
...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 of his 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 N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 pagina’s
...wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride: Aud the foam of his gasping lay while on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating...silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. (1) "The Hebrew Melodies, though obviously inferior to Lord Byron's other works, display... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 328 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...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 ;... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1838 - 270 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. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 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...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... | |
 | Johann Sporschil - 1838 - 510 pagina’s
...fíe, b. f>. tíjeite fie in u)re güpe, «nb gebe bie ©teile bet CEáfut nn, roo eine »orfommt: And there lay, the rider distorted and pale, With...tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uiilifted, the trumpet unblown. ' (Byron.) 'Tis midnight : on the mountains brown , The cold round... | |
 | Thomas Johnstone Aitkin - 1838 - 558 pagina’s
...hand, Byron writes : " 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." Progressive Development of Animal Heat. — Previous to birth, the animal shares the heat of the mother;... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1838 - 242 pagina’s
...*(br«^£ «^st ill And there lay the 'steed with his nostrils alljyide, But thro' them 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-.ueatin^urf. And there lay the rider 'distorted and pale, X^ With the dew on his brow, and tto»rust... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 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... | |
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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. 
