 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.  Parnassus - Page 288edited by - 1875 - 534 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...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...and pale, "With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - Readers - 1838 - 270 pages
...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...distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - Elocution - 1839 - 362 pages
...but once heaved', and forever grew still'. And there lay the steed', with his nostril all wide'; Bat through it there rolled not the breath of his pride';...and pale', With the dew on his brow', and the rust on his mail'; And the tents were all silent', the banners', alone', The lances', unlifted', the trumpet',... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 pages
...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...distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.... | |
 | Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 304 pages
...wings on the blast, And breathed on the face of the foe as he past; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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... | |
 | Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 306 pages
...wings on the blast, And breathed on the face of the foe as he past ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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... | |
 | Christian - English poetry - 1840 - 318 pages
...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 foam of his gasping...distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.... | |
 | Christian - English poetry - 1840 - 312 pages
...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 foam of his...distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.... | |
 | 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...on the | turf, | And | cold as the | spray of the | rock beating | surf, j 11 1 1*1 j And | there lay the | rider dis|torted and | pale, | With the |... | |
 | 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...on the | turf, | And | cold as the | spray of the | rock beating | surf. | 1 1 | 1 1 | And | there lay the | rider distorted and | pale, | With the |... | |
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