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" 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 ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey! "
Scotland - 14 ページ
William Beattie 著 - 1838
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Lyra Heroica: A Book of Verse for Boys

William Ernest Henley - 1891 - 394 ページ
...stiff limbs, to rise no more; Then touched with pity and remorse He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. 'I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey ! ' Then through the...

Echoes of Life Or, Beautiful Gems of Poetry and Song: A Choice Collection of ...

Grace Townsend - 1891 - 570 ページ
...stiff limbs, to rise no more; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse: "I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed, Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day That costs thy life, my gallant gray." Then through the dell his...

Lyra Heroica: A Book of Verse for Boys

William Ernest Henley - 1891 - 404 ページ
...stiff limbs, to rise no more; Then touched with pity and remorse He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. 'I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, ray matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey...

Scott's Lady of the Lake

Sir Walter Scott - 1892 - 292 ページ
...remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. 10 " 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 ! " x. Then through the...

The Lady of the Lake, 第 2 巻

Walter Scott - 1893 - 200 ページ
...o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine,3 That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth 4 the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! " Then through the...

Newton Booth, of California: His Speeches and Addresses

Newton Booth - 1894 - 552 ページ
...auction on the sidewalk : " Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day That cost thy life, my gallant gray ! I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That the foul raven e'er would feed On thy fleet limbs — my matchless steed ! " Newton Booth felt that...

Lessons in Vocal Expression: Processes of Thinking in the Modulation of the ...

Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 330 ページ
...and remorse, he sorrow' d o'er the expiring horse. " 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!" Then through the dell...

Lessons in Vocal Expression: Processes of Thinking in the Modulation of the ...

Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 316 ページ
...o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seme, 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 ! " Then through the dell...

Badminton Library of Sports and Pastimes, 第 16 巻

1896 - 532 ページ
...limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. ' I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey ! ' Then through the...

Bulletin

1901 - 818 ページ
...the deep Trosachs' wildest nook His solitary refuge took. I little thought, \vhen first thy rein St I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed! Each purple peak, Was bathed in floe each flinty spire, floods of living fire. 12 Explain why the king...




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