 | Robert Gordon Latham - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 236
...eVer grew still. 4. And there lay the ste£d with his n6stnl all wide ; But through it there r61I'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the t6rf, And cold as the spray of the r6ck-beating sfirf. 5. And there lay the rider dist6rted and pale,... | |
 | 1982 - عدد الصفحات: 348
...hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide , But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride;...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... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...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 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... | |
 | Robert Atwan, Laurance Wieder - 1993 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...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...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 - 1994 - عدد الصفحات: 884
...ever grew »till ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd f at last t@ 8= of the rock-betting V. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - عدد الصفحات: 936
...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 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 - 1996 - عدد الصفحات: 868
...lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride: 15 And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. v And there lay the rider distorted and pale. With the dew on his brow, and... | |
 | Mary Oliver - 1998 - عدد الصفحات: 212
...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 the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and... | |
 | Robert Atwan, Laurance Wieder - 2000 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...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...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 Wilson Knight - 2002 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...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 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... | |
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And there lay the rider 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. 
