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" 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... "
Jones Readers by Grades - Page 296
by Lewis Henry Jones - 1904
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...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,...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer — Clapped my hands, laughed and sung, any noise,...
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, Volume 48

Liberalism (Religion) - 1850 - 536 pages
...there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which could alone 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. IX. " Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt...
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The British Quarterly Review, Volume 6

Henry Allon - Christianity - 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,...all; Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise,...
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The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., Volume 11

1846 - 534 pages
...And then 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. IX. ' Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt...
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New York Illustrated Magazine Annual

1847 - 592 pages
...fronted many a shivering lance, will yet save the lovers, for see how he flies, " With his nostrJs like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-socketó' rim." Do not despair, then, of meeting them next month enjoying the rewaid of their devotion....
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Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 pages
...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,...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 592 pages
...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,...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise...
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The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - Readers - 1852 - 570 pages
...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,...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 588 pages
...the whole weight Of the news, which ^ alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pita full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise...
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The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - Elocution - 1852 - 568 pages
...the whole weight . Of the news which alone could save Aiť from her fate, With his nostrils like pita full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red...all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise,...
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