 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 of the rock/beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale,...  Parnassus - Página 282editado por - 1874 - 534 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 páginas
...for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, And through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his...are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, B ut through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his...are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Basl ; And the might of the gentile, unsmole by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...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...the banners alone — The lances unlifted — the trumpets unblown. 1 The effect of these fine lines — for such they are — is marred by occasional... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...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...unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur arc loud in their wail, And the idols arc broke in the temple of Banl ; And the might of the gentile,... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 316 páginas
...steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And tKe foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold...With the dew "on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; A nd the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 páginas
...wide, Kutthrough il there roll'd not the breath of his pride And the foam of his gasping lay while on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating...the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail And the tente were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 páginas
...of the rock-beating surf. 148 THE ELOCUTIONIST. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, Witli the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail} And...are loud in their wail ; And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted, like snow, in... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 páginas
...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...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown, 6 And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 páginas
...And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And then- hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril...are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the... | |
 | George W. Burnap - 1848 - 358 páginas
...forever 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...are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the... | |
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