 | William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 pages
...on the blast, And breath 'd on 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,...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.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | 1851 - 496 pages
...he passed : 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...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.... | |
 | George Henry Taylor (master of the Model sch, Battersea.) - 1851 - 292 pages
...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...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.... | |
 | 1851 - 614 pages
...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...spray of the rock-beating surf. " And there lay the nder, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pages
...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,...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.... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 pages
...the steed with his nostrils all wide, But through them there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And...rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow aud the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the... | |
 | Cottage verse, Joseph Jones - 1852 - 296 pages
...on the blast, And breathed on the face of the foe as he passed ; 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 not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turfj cold as the... | |
 | Joseph Foulkes Winks - 1853 - 786 pages
...OB the blast, And breathed on the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers waxfd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved,...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 -heating surf.... | |
 | Forget-Me-Not, Forget-me-not - 1853 - 138 pages
...wings on the 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...But through it there roll'd not the breath of his And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.... | |
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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. 
