 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828
...of the sleepers wax'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,...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 ;... | |
 | 1828 - 360 стор.
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once htav'd, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide...roll'd not the breath of his pride- ; And the foam of bis gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the... | |
 | 1828
...the sleepers waxed 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 rolled not the breath of his pride. And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron Byron - 1830
...wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! 4. And there ky the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it...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;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832
...of the sleepers wax'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,...lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock -beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 496 стор.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832
...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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 341 стор.
...thousand: and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.— Iialak. 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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1835
...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 rolFd not the breath of his pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 504 стор.
...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... | |
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And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail... 
