 | A. W. Patterson - Readers - 1875 - 252 pages
...and all in a moment his roan Boiled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Eoland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. 9. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 242 pages
...and all in a moment Ms 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...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with cireles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook... | |
 | Thomas Wadleigh Harvey - Readers - 1875 - 348 pages
...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...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circlps of red for his eye-sockets' rim. 9. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, holster let fall, Shook... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1875 - 302 pages
...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...fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brhn, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. >»_ Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - American poetry - 1875 - 588 pages
...blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eyesocket's rim. Then I cast loose my buff coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots,...belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted liis ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang,... | |
 | English poetry - 1876 - 508 pages
...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...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, bad 01... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1877 - 576 pages
...all in a moment his roan Boiled 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...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, bad... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 pages
...and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and crop over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could...loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland... | |
 | George Melville Baker - English poetry - 1877 - 190 pages
...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...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, bad... | |
 | English poetry - 1877 - 296 pages
...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...in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, langhed and sang, any noise, bad or... | |
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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... 
