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" I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey! "
The Lady of the Lake: A Poem - Side 15
af Walter Scott - 1834 - 232 sider
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The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1810 - 433 sider
...limbs, to rise no more. Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !"— X. Then through...
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The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Bind 4

Sir Walter Scott - 1818
...thy rein I slacked npon the hanks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er shonld feed On thy fleet limhs, my matchless steed ! Wo worth the chase, wo worth...day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray !" X. Then throngh the dell his horn resonnds, From vain pnrsnit to call the honnds. Back limped, with slow and...
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The poetical works of Walter Scott, Bind 5

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820
...and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !"— X. Then through...
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The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1826 - 282 sider
...limbs to rise no more , Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. ' I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...matchless steed, Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day i That costs thy life, my gallant gray !' • X. Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain...
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One Volume..

Walter Scott - 1827 - 489 sider
...and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring hors*: « I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy ileet limbs, my matchless stppd; Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant...
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1831 - 490 sider
...and remorse, He sorrow' d o'er the expiring horse - I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless sited ; Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! » — X. Then...
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The New sporting magazine, Bind 57

1869
...sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er...should feed On thy fleet limbs — my matchless steed 1 Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey 1" The description,...
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Scotland, Bind 2

William Beattie - 1838
...stiff limbs to rise no more" — and Fitz-James breaks forth into the following apostrophe : — " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed 1 Woe worth the chase — woe worth the day That costs thy life, my gallant grey 1" 6V,: the " Local...
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The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1838
...and remorse, He sorrow 'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !" X. Then through the...
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The Sportsman

1869
...sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slaek'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er...should feed On thy fleet limbs — my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey !" The description,...
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