| 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, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
| 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, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - عدد الصفحات: 72
...hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! 1 s .' 1' . - * '/..?.• -1; ! '•.' "Vr i '. .; 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... | |
| 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,...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 rolled not the breath of... | |
| 1816 - عدد الصفحات: 558
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| 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,...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 rolled not the breath of... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...host on the inoirow lay withered and strown. in. For the Angel of Death spread his wings cmtheblaxl. And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;...sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but ones heaved, and for ever grew still ! IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril .nil wide, But... | |
| 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...the Angel of Death spread his wingi on the blast, And hrentlied in the face of the foe as he paoed : And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,...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 spray... | |
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