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Könyvek 192 / 21 - 30. könyv a(z) for Aix is in sight! "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled... kifejezésre.
" for Aix is 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 whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like... "
Malay magic: being an introduction to the folklore and popular religion of ... - 470. oldal
szerző: Walter William Skeat - 1900 - 685 oldal
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Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use ...

1863
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. THE ARABS FAREWELL TO HIS STEED. 261 Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster...

The Children's journal

...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...

Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, 6. könyv

1863
...there was my Eoland 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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. 9. Then I cast my loose buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...

Chambers's Edinburgh journal, conducted by W. Chambers ..., 19. kötet

1863
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...

Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Art

1863
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...

Book of juvenile poetry, selected from the best authors [signed E.D.].

E D - 1864
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast my loose buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...

Poems

1864
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. DC. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack...

Penny readings in prose and verse, selected and ed. by J.E. Carpenter, 5. kötet

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1866
...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 the brim,...And with circles of red for his eye-socket's rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 oldal
...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 the brim,...And with circles of red for his eye-socket's rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt ar.d...

Lyrics of life [selected poems].

Robert Browning - 1866
...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 the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, .Shook off both my juck-boots,...




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