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" 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. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail;... "
The Pocket Magazine of Classics and Polite Literature - الصفحة 230
1818
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