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" I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey ! "
The Lady of the Lake: With All His Introductions, Various Readings, and the ... - 24. oldal
szerző: Walter Scott - 1853 - 375 oldal
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The Lady of the Lake;: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1810 - 444 oldal
...and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er...worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !" Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limped, with...

The poetical works of Walter Scott, 5. kötet

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 282 oldal
...limbs to rise no more; Then, touch'd with pity and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...That costs thy life, my gallant grey !"— X. Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limp'd, with slow and...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, 4. kötet

Walter Scott - 1822 - 400 oldal
...limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touch'd with pity and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...That costs thy life, my gallant grey !" — X. Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limp'd, with slow and...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One Volume

Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 oldal
...limbs to rise no more. Then touch'd with pity and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring hors*: « I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy ileet limbs, my matchless stppd; Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant...

Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation. The Whole Selected ...

Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 oldal
...pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. 'I little thought when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my gallant steed! Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day, That cost thy life, my gallant grey !' " ELLEN...

A glance at London, Brussels, and Paris: by a provincial Scotsman

Provincial Scotsman - 1829 - 300 oldal
...racter of Fitz James, in the " Lady of the Lake,*' arose from this couplet to his dying horse:— " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er should feed Upon thy limb*, my matchless steed. Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day a ^ That costs thy life,...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 oldal
...stiff limbs to rise no more. Then touch'd with pity and remorse, He sorrow' d o'er the expiring horse - I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless sited ; Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! » — X. Then...

The New sporting magazine, 57. kötet

1869 - 514 oldal
...hilly realize the pity and remorse, the deep-felt sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs — my matchless steed 1 Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey 1" The description,...

The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1834 - 280 oldal
...and remorse, tie sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. u I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray !" X. Then through the...

The Sportsman

1869 - 514 oldal
...sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slaek'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er...limbs — my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey !" The description, too, of Ellen's rustic...




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