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" And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes... "
Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People
szerző: Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 558 oldal
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, 48. kötet

1850 - 536 oldal
...Yet there is time ! ' IT. " At Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at...The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. T. " And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out...

The British Quarterly Review, 6. kötet

Henry Allon - 1847 - 600 oldal
...!" rv. At Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every oue, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And...The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. v. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back, For my voice, and the other pricked out...

The Oxford and Cambridge review, 2. kötet

1846 - 578 oldal
...leaped of a sudden the sun And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare thro' the midst at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper...The haze as some bluff river headland its spray.' 1945 : A Vision. London, 1845. Rivingtons. WE have heard many surmises respecting the parentage of...

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

1846 - 534 oldal
...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze as some bluff river-headland its spray. v. ' And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent...other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence — even that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick...

Annual Register, 88. kötet

Edmund Burke - 1847 - 910 oldal
...black every one, To stare thro' the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper, Rowland, at last With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze as some bluff river headland its spray. V. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out...

Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 oldal
...Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare thro' the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout...The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. v. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out...

Christian Examiner and Theological Review

1850 - 538 oldal
...against him the cattle stood black every ,.911?^ To stare through the mist at us galloping past?i .' And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away : The haze, as some Mull' river headland its spray. • ••!.;•: •' ii' •'•'!:• i ""••. <• JovJ .ii/....

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

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 oldal
...silence with " Yet there is time !" At Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at...other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick...

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

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 oldal
...a sudden the sun, And against him tne cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at as galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland,...other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at in.-, his own master, askance ! And the thick...

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

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 oldal
...with, " Yet there is time ! " At Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at...haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt,...




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