 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1815 - 230 páginas
...sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee, n. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 72 páginas
...sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. II. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1815 - 324 páginas
...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1816 - 234 páginas
...sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. II. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,...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... | |
 | 1816 - 558 páginas
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 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 226 páginas
...sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. n. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,...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... | |
 | 1818 - 384 páginas
...blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest whea Summer is green, That hust with their banners at sunset were seen : Like the...the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, grew still. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 336 páginas
...leaves of the forest when Summer is green, Th.it host wilh their banners at sunset were seen: Lite the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown , That host on the inoirow lay withered and strown. in. For the Angel of Death spread his wings cmtheblaxl. And breathed... | |
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The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is... 
