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" I strove to cry - my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide? "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 431
1819
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Mazeppa: A Poem

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1822 - 70 pages
...blackening firs. 670 " Ts it the wind those branches stirs? " No, no ! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop ; I see them come! '' In one vast squadron they advance ! " I strove to cry—my lips were dumb. 675 ' ' The steeds rush on in plunging pride; ' ' But where are they the reins...
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The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 4

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English poetry - 1823
...of blackening firs. " Is it the wind those branches stirs ? " No, no ! from out the forest prance " A trampling troop ; I see them come ! " In one vast...and none to ride ! " With flowing tail, and flying mane, " Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, " Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, " And feet...
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The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Volume 3

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824
...troop; I see them come! ln OIK- vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry — my lips were dumh. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are...— and none to ride! With flowing tail, and flying; mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd hy pain, Mouths hloodless to the hit or rein, And feet that...
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Lord Byron, Volume 1

Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824
...In one vast squadron they advancc ! « I strovc to crv — my lips were dumb. a The steeds rush ou in plunging pride ; « But where are they the reins to guide ? « A thousand horsc — and noue to ride ! leurs crinières volent, leurs larges naseaux que jamais le frein ne blessa...
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The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical ..., Volumes 5-6

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825
...yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...— and none to ride! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never stretch'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 84

English literature - 1819
...desire to extract it. '• Is it the wind those branches stirs ? Xo, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the rein« to guide ': Л thousand horse— and none to ride ! With Sowing tail, and flying mane, Wide...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volumes 6-7

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - English literature - 1826
...yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind those branches stirs ? No, no! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride • Cut where are they the reins to guide ? A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With flowing tail,...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 776 pages
...troop; I see them come! In one vatt squadron they advance ! I strove to cry — my lips were dumb. Tlie steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they...horse— and none to ride! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wi^e nostrils — never stretch 'd by pain. Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that...
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The works of lord Byron

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826
...wind those branches stir« t No, no! from out the forest pram* A tranpling troop; I see them corar' In one vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry...— my lips were dumb The steeds rush on in plunging pridr: But where are they the rrins t» F«!ljr A thousand horse— and none to ridrWith flowing tail,...
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The works of lord Byron including his suppressed poems

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827
...they advance '. I slrove to cry — my lip« were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; Rut where are they the reins to guide? A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and Hying mane, Wide nostrils— never stretch'd by pain, And feel that iron never shod. And Hanks unscarr'd...
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