...the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved — and for ever grew stiP, 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride j And tv>e foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as...

...deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still ! HEBREW MELODIES. IV. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. v. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ;...

...ever were still ! And there lay 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 cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and...

...£ver grew still. 4. And th£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 tfirf, And c61d as the spray of the r6ck-beating surf. 5. 6. And the widows of A'shur are loud in their...

...sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still. 4. And the>e 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 leaves of the forest, when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow, lay wither'cl and strown. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,...gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock beating surf. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in...

...ever were still ! And there lay 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 cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and...

...better ; and Mr. Patmore's alterations are of the same irritating and contemptible kind. Byron wrote " And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of bis pride ;" Mr. Patmore can not leave this alone. In the first line he reads nostrils for nostril...

...consternation of the first man who entered ihe first stable or paddock, and found the elephant or camel lying " with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd...lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-breaking surf!" How great would his astonishment be to find others in the street, lamenting for...

...were still ! And there—lay the iteed, with hi. nostrils all wide, But through them— there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping — lay white on tbe turf, And cold— as the sprayof the rock-beating surf. And there — lay the rider, distorted,...