 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 the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail:...  The works of lord Byron - Halaman 102oleh George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823Tampilan utuh - Tentang buku ini
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 72 halaman
...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,...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 ;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 halaman
...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 Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 halaman
...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... | |
 | 1818 - 384 halaman
...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... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 halaman
...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,...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. T. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:... | |
 | 1819 - 494 halaman
...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 nut the hreath of Ml pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the 110% And cold as the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 halaman
...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... | |
 | 1819 - 996 halaman
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 494 halaman
...and for ever grew still ! And there lie the steed, with his nostrils all wide — But through them there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lie white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beaten surf. And there lie the rider, distorted... | |
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