 | Cottage verse, Joseph Jones - 1852 - 296 pagina’s
...passed; 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 not the breath of his And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow,... | |
 | Eliza Smith (clergyman's daughter.) - 1852 - 352 pagina’s
...he pass'd, And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd and for ever grew still. " And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolTd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the... | |
 | Joseph Foulkes Winks - 1853 - 786 pagina’s
...chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the stefid with hia nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not...lay white on the turf, And cold, as the spray of the rock-heating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pagina’s
...passed, 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 not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as... | |
 | Forget-Me-Not, Forget-me-not - 1853 - 138 pagina’s
...\X\e ioe, And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chiD, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolTd not the breath of his And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray... | |
 | Salem Town - 1853 - 448 pagina’s
...of the sleepers waxed 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 rolled not the breath of his pride • — And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf And cold... | |
 | Robert Gordon Latham - 1853 - 274 pagina’s
...the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for 6ver grew still. 4. And the're 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 c61d as the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 pagina’s
...pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And there lay the steed with...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 the rust on his mail: And... | |
 | 1854 - 818 pagina’s
...pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. And there lay the steed with...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 the rust on his mail; And... | |
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but once heaved,and 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. 
