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" 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 pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets "
Vocal Expression: A Class-book of Voice Training and Interpretation - Page 197
by Katherine Jewell Everts - 1911 - 330 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eyesockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall....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...
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, Volume 48

1850 - 536 pages
...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. " Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. X. " And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground...
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The British Quarterly Review, Volume 6

Henry Allon - 1847 - 600 pages
...to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. Then I cast loose my buff coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at...
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The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., Volume 11

1846 - 534 pages
...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. ' Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, 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...
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Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 pages
...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,...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,...
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Christian Examiner and Theological Review

1850 - 538 pages
...cast 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...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pages
...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,...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,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pages
...his nostrils like pita 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,...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,...
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The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 pages
...his nostrils like pita 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,...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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The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 pages
...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,...Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As...
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