 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - عدد الصفحات: 324
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - عدد الصفحات: 230
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That 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; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath , blown, That 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; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
 | 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 384
...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... | |
 | 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...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,...steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled nut the hreath of Ml pride: And the foam of his gasping lay white on the 110% And cold as the... | |
 | Henry John Temple Palmerston (Viscount), John Wilson Croker, Robert Peel - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 258
...leaves of the forest when Antumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. III. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he past ; DEBATE ON THE NAVY ESTIMATES. 1. Old TIERNEY came down like a wolf on the fold, And his phalanx... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 306
...sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. 2. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That 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 ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
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Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, that host with their banners at sunset were seen ; like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, that host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the... 
