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" Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in... "
Folk Songs - Side 262
redigeret af - 1861 - 466 sider
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 sider
...drew Until he reach'd the mound. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect Just by his horse's mane, a boy : You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compress'd, Scarce any blood came through,) You look'd twice e'er you saw his breast Was all but shot...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 sider
...drew Until he reach'd the mound. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect Just by his horse's mane, a boy : You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compress'd, Scarce any blood came through,) You look'd twice e'er you saw his breast Was all but shot...
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Friendship's Forget-me-not

1849 - 274 sider
...battery-smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping ; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. " Well," cried he, " Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon ! The Marshal's in the market-place,...
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The Living Authors of England

Thomas Powell - 1849 - 328 sider
...Out "twixt the battery smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound, Full galloping ; nor bridle drew Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...You hardly could suspect, (So tight he kept his lips compress'd Scarce any blood came through,) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot...
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The Living Authors of England

Thomas Powell - 1849 - 326 sider
...Scarce any blood came through,) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. ' Well,' cried he, ' Emperor, by God's grace We've got...marshal's in the market-place, And you'll be there anon, To see your flag-bird flap his vans Where I, to heart's desire Perched him !' The chief's eye flashed,...
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The Living Authors of England

Thomas Powell - 1849 - 324 sider
...rider, bound on bound, . Full galloping ; nor bridle drew Then off there flung in smiling joy, And hold himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy —...hardly could suspect, ' (So tight he kept his lips compress'd Scarce any blood came through,) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot...
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Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 sider
...there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping ; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound. in. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came thro') You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. " Well," cried he, " Emperor,...
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Pictures of the Living Authors of Britain

Thomas Powell - 1851 - 216 sider
...smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound, Full galloping ; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...You hardly could suspect, (So tight he kept his lips compress'd Scarce any blood came through,) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot...
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The Boy's Birth-day Book: Tales

1859 - 450 sider
...battery-smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping ; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound. Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, " Emperor ! by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon ! The marshal's in the market-place,...
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Selections from the Poetical Works of Robert Browning

Robert Browning - 1863 - 430 sider
...there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound. IIL Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself...twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. rv. •' Well," cried he, " Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon ! The Marshal's in the market-place,...
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