 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 str.
...the sleepers wax'd 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 roll'd 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 - 1815 - 72 str.
...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, 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 str.
...host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 str.
...host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 str.
...host on the inoirow lay withered and strown. in. For the Angel of Death spread his wings cmtheblaxl. And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;...sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but ones heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But... | |
 | 1818 - 384 str.
...That host on 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 the spray... | |
 | 1819 - 494 str.
...the Angel of Death spread his wingi on the blast, And hrentlied in the face of the foe as he paoed : And the eyes 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... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - 258 str.
...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, 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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 306 str.
...on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd 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 roll'd not the breath... | |
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And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and forever 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... 
