 | Christian - English poetry - 1840 - 318 pages
...once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But thro' it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the...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... | |
 | J. W. Anderson, Richard Cull - Elocution - 1840 - 184 pages
...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...| white 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... | |
 | J. W. Anderson, Richard Cull - Elocution - 1840 - 172 pages
...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 - Elocution - 1840 - 180 pages
...| 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,... | |
 | George W. Burnap - Women - 1841 - 288 pages
...eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still. "And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...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... | |
 | Charles Bucke - Cities and towns, Ancient - 1841 - 370 pages
...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 the spray of the rock- beating surf. " And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 pages
...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 pages
...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 - Cities and towns, Ancient - 1841 - 370 pages
...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 - Elocution - 1841 - 410 pages
...nostrils all wide, | But through them there rolPd not the breath of Ais pride ; | 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... | |
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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:... 
