 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 72 σελίδες
...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 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 σελίδες
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'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 roll'd not the breath... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 σελίδες
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'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 roll'd not the breath of... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 σελίδες
...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,...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 rolled not the breath of... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 σελίδες
...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....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 rolled not the breath of... | |
 | 1818 - 384 σελίδες
...That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, 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 the spray... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 σελίδες
...For the Angel of Death spread his wings cmtheblaxl. 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 ones heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 σελίδες
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still ! IT. 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 σελίδες
...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,...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 rolled not the breath of... | |
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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... 
