 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,...  The Pageant of English Poetry - Strana 66podľa Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - Počet stránok 606Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - Počet stránok 230
...mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! FROM JOB. I. A SPIRIT pass'd before me: I beheld The face of Immortality unveil'd— Deep sleep came... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - Počet stránok 72
...lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. '... - :.:• : :i'. .. .- . '.. .-.. \. t .,/.. n' n . ' ., , 1 And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! VI. FROM JOB. I. ." * ' A SPIRIT pass'd before me: I beheld The face of Immortality unteil'd — Deep... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - Počet stránok 234
...mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! FROM JOB. I. A SPIRIT passed before me : I beheld The face of Immortality unveiled — Deep sleep came... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - Počet stránok 226
...And the tents were all silent, the banners alone. The lances •unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword/ Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! vOL. Iv. PROM JOli. 1. A SPIRIT passed before me: I beheld The face of Immortality unveiled— Deep... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - Počet stránok 258
...mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! And the hopes of his Party began to grow chill, And their hearts quaked with sorrow, their voices... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1822 - Počet stránok 614
...mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 6. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOB. 1. A SPIRIT pass'd before me : I beheld The face of Immortality unveil'd — % Deep sleep... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - Počet stránok 310
...And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, • The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. VI. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOB. A SPIRIT pass'd before me: I beheld The face of Immortality unveil'd — Deep sleep came... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - Počet stránok 234
...of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! White as a white sail on a dusky sea, When half the horizon's clouded and half free, Fluttering between... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - Počet stránok 546
...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...sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOH. A SPIRIT pass'd before me : I beheld The face of immortality unveil'd — Deep sleep came... | |
 | John BRUCE (Minister of Low Hill Cemetery, Liverpool.) - 1827 - Počet stránok 240
...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...Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord." The achievements of death will never he fully known, till, at the morning of the resurrection, the... | |
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