 How they'll greet us!' — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to...  Victorian Poetry - Страница 157аутор(и): - 1924 - 602 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страница
...a pitiless laugh; 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Delhem a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris,...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eyesockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall.... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 страница
...dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris, " for Aix is in sight ! " VIII. " How they 'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 страница
...for Aix is in sight! . " How they'll greet us!"—and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and crop over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страница
...Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris, " for Aix is in sight ! " " How they 'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страница
..." for Aix is in sight ! " " How they 'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neek and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with cireles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 страница
...for Aix is in sight ! " How they'll greet us !" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and crop over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for bis eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let... | |
 | 1854 - 576 страница
...Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris, " for Aii is in sight ! " " How they '11 greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - 516 страница
...By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix" — for one heard...his nostrils like pits, full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 566 страница
...Joris, " for Aix is in sight ! " " How they "ll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Roiled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall.... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 562 страница
...by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris, " for Aix is in sight ! " V11I. " How they'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. EL. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let... | |
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