 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:...  Sacred Poetry - Seite 461828 - 180 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 Seiten
...hearts but once heav'd, and 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...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 ; And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 Seiten
...hearts but once heaved, and 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...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 ; And... | |
 | Bradford Frazee - 1845 - 214 Seiten
...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. 4 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... | |
 | John Hall - 1845 - 354 Seiten
...And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill', And their hearts but once heaved', and forever grew still. 4. 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... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 Seiten
...were still ! And there—lay the iteed, with hi. nostrils all wide, But through them— there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping — lay white on tbe turf, And cold— as the sprayof the rock-beating surf. And there — lay the rider, distorted,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 Seiten
...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. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And... | |
 | Brothers of the Christian schools of Ireland - 1846 - 144 Seiten
...night- | ly on deep | Galilee. With one Iambic Foot. And there | lay the steed | with his nos- | liils all wide, But through | it there roll'd | not the...gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock-beaten surf. Three Feet. I am muii- | arch of all | I survey, My right | there is none... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 316 Seiten
...; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved — and fsr ever grew still, 4. And there lay the 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 as... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 Seiten
...heaved, and for ever yrev still ! And there lay the steed with his nostril all 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 surf. And there lay the rider, distorted... | |
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