 | George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 էջ
...the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. П. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer ¡s green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen:...when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. Ш. For the Angel of Death spread lúa wings on the blast, And breathed in the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1995 - 412 էջ
...the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, r' That host with their banners at sunset were seen:...And their hearts but once heaved - and for ever grew chill! And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 էջ
...When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green. That host with their banners at sunset were seen:...when Autumn hath blown. That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast. And breathed in the face... | |
 | Philip Smith - 1995 - 101 էջ
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 | Wilbur Fields - 1996 - 678 էջ
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 | Mogens Trolle Larsen - 1996 - 420 էջ
...When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen....when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strewn. Esarhaddon, the next king of Assyria, does not figure prominently in the Bible.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 էջ
...the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. II 5 Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen:...when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. tn For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, 10 And breathed in the... | |
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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. 
