 Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by 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 neck and croup over, lay dead...  Lyrics of life [selected poems]. - Σελίδα 55των Robert Browning - 1866Πλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 σελίδες
...in sight!" " 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...buff-coat, each holster let fall. Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland... | |
 | 1850 - 536 σελίδες
...VIII. " ' How they '11 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 could alone save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with... | |
 | 1846 - 534 σελίδες
...greet us," and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And then was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. ' Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt... | |
 | 1847 - 592 σελίδες
...fronted many a shivering lance, will yet save the lovers, for see how he flies, " With his nostrJs like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-socketó' rim." Do not despair, then, of meeting them next month enjoying the rewaid of their devotion.... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 σελίδες
...VIII. " 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...buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland... | |
 | 1850 - 538 σελίδες
...>,*•;« HOW they •fl'gtWtts!'' — andiuTih atabhtem His roan,1'1 Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; •-' And there was my Roland to bear the whale weight Of the news which could alone save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 σελίδες
...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 to bear the...buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 σελίδες
...sight ! " " 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...buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 σελίδες
...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 to bear...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 fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,... | |
 | George Wilson - 1852 - 336 σελίδες
...neck, stride by stride, never changing our place." First one horse and then another drops down dead. " And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim." The good horse Roland reaches the distressed city in time, and is rewarded by the grateful citizens... | |
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