 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 gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale,...  The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: With Lifeefter George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1857 - 576 sidorFragmentarisk förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 sidor
...the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as. the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 sidor
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 sidor
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;... | |
 | 1816 - 926 sidor
...well comports , , tne turf with the uiihalfhwed ferocity o/lus And »id auhe «p«y of i • Л lid there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew...brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all ailent, the banners alone, The lances uuliftcd, the trumpet unblown. "And the widows of Asluir are... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 sidor
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. T. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the Temple of Baal ;... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 sidor
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were alf silent, the banners alone, The lances uulifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur... | |
 | 1819 - 996 sidor
...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...banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. Abruptly, and would not give way, Nor pass, as poor and great went. ' Well,' said the bcnu, 'I never... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - 614 sidor
...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 .... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 310 sidor
...And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the...alone, • The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ;... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1823 - 394 sidor
...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...the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The knees unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 6. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols... | |
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