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" twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent. "
Lyrics of life [selected poems]. - 56. oldal
szerző: Robert Browning - 1866 - 101 oldal
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...loose my 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...horse without peer — Clapped my hands, laughed and sung, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix, Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember...

The British Quarterly Review, 6. kötet

Henry Allon - 1847 - 600 oldal
...let go belt and all; Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and...Till at length into Aix Roland galloped, and stood. x. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground,...

The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., 11. kötet

1846 - 534 oldal
...patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed aud sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. X. ' And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground,...

Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 oldal
...loose my 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...Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. x. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground,...

Christian Examiner and Theological Review

1850 - 538 oldal
...loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook oiT both my jack-hoots, let go belt and aU, " 'Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my hdrse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 oldal
...loose my 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...my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good, And all I remember is friends flocking round, As I sate with his head twixt my knees on the ground,...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People, 1. kötet

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 oldal
...loose my 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...galloped and stood. And all I remember is friends nocking round, As I sate with his head twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising...

The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 oldal
...Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his car, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer...And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine,...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 oldal
...loose my 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...Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. i And all I remember is friends flocking round, As I «ate with bis head twixt my knees on the ground,...

The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 oldal
...loose my 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...sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into AK Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head...




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