 | J. W. Anderson, Richard Cull - 1840 - 184 стор.
...RHYTHMUS. AND | there lay the | steed with his | nostril all | wide, | But | through it there | rolled not the | breath of his | pride: | And the | foam...on the | turf, | And | cold as the | spray of the | rock beating | surf. | "1 1 pi | And | there lay the | rider distorted and | pale, | With the | dew... | |
 | J. W. Anderson, Richard Cull - 1840 - 172 стор.
...fall, | And | Death | — f and | Night — | f and | Chaos | mingle | all!) TRIPLE TIME RHYTHMUS. 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,... | |
 | J. W. Anderson, Richard Cull - 1840 - 180 стор.
...| fall, | And | Death | — T and | Night — | f andj Chaos | mingle) all! | TRIPLE TIME RHYTHMUS. 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,... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1841 - 370 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 стор.
...of the sleepers wai'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! Aud the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 380 стор.
...ever gn' And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide. Hut through it there roll'd not the hreath of his pride : And the foam of his, gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray ot the rock-heating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his hrow, and... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1841 - 370 стор.
...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... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 стор.
...; | And the foam of Ais gasping lay white on the turf, | And cold as the spray on the rocA-beating surf. | And there lay the rider, | distorted and pale, | With the dew on Ais brow | and the rust on Ais mail ; | And the tents were all silent, | the banners alone, | The lances... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 стор.
...there lay the steed', with his nostril all wide'; But through it there rolled not the breath of hid pride'; And the foam of his gasping", lay white on...the rider', distorted and pale', With the dew on his lirmv', and the rust on his mail'; And the tents were all silent', the banners', alone', The lances',... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1849 - 316 стор.
...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved — and for ever grew stiP, 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride j And tv>e foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
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And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail... 
