 Roushan's tassled cap of red* Trembled not upon his head, Careless sat he and upright ; Neither hand nor bridle shook, Nor his head he turned to look, As he galloped out of sight. Flash of harness in the air, Seen a moment, like the glare...  New National First [-fifth] Reader - Page 359by Charles Joseph Barnes, J. Marshall Hawkes - 1884 - 480 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Harris Elson - 1921 - 552 pages
...cap of red Trembled not upon his head ; Careless sat he and upright; Neither hand nor bridle shook; 5 Nor his head he turned to look, As he galloped out...moment, like the glare Of a sword drawn from its sheath; 10 Thus the phantom horseman passed, And the shadow that he cast Leaped the cataract underneath. Reyhan... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck, Lura E. Runkel - 1921 - 680 pages
...a swimmer safe to land, Kyrat safe his rider bore; Rattling down the deep abyss Roushan's tasseled cap of red Trembled not upon his head ; Careless sat he and upright; Neither hand nor bridle shook; 5 Nor his head he turned to look, As he galloped out of sight. Flash of harness in the air, Seen a... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1922 - 728 pages
...down the deep abyss Fragments of the precipice Rolled like pebbles on a shore. Roushan's tasselled cap of red Trembled not upon his head, Careless sat...moment like the glare Of a sword drawn from its sheath ; Tims the phantom horseman passed, And the shadow that he cast Leaped the cataract underneath. Reyhan... | |
 | Bernard Matthew Sheridan, Clare Kleiser, Anna I. Mathews - 1926 - 378 pages
...down the deep abyss Fragments of the precipice Rolled like pebbles on a shore. Roushan's tasselled cap of red Trembled not upon his head, Careless sat...nor bridle shook, Nor his head he turned to look, Flash of harness in the air, Seen a moment like the glare Of a sword drawn from its sheath; Thus the... | |
 | 1913 - 624 pages
...down the deep abyss Fragments of the precipice Rolled like pebbles on a shore. Roushan's tasselled cap of red Trembled not upon his head, Careless sat...in the air, Seen a moment like the glare Of a sword from its sheath ; Thus the phantom horseman passed, And the shadow that he cast Leaped the cataract... | |
 | 1878 - 836 pages
...down the deep abyss, Fragments of the precipice Rolled like pebbles on a shore. Roushan's tasselled cap of red Trembled not upon his head; Careless sat...shadow that he cast Leaped the cataract underneath. Rcyhan the Arab held his breath, While this vision of life and death Passed above him. "Allah-hu!"... | |
 | James D. McCabe - 1884 - 948 pages
...down the deep abyss, Fragments of the precipice Rolled like pebbles on a shore. Roushan's tasseled cap of red Trembled not upon his head ; Careless sat he and upright ; Neither hand not bridle shook. Nor his head he turned to look, As he galloped out of sight. Flash of harness in... | |
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