 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 15af Walter Scott - 1834 - 232 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Walter Scott, J. W. Lake - 1838 - 496 sider
...stiff 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 the banks of Si'ine, That highland eagle eVr should feed On thy fleet limbe, my matchless steed; Wo worth the chuso,... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1869 - 516 sider
...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 ! Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey 1" The description,... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1843 - 266 sider
...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 gallant steed ! Woe worth the chase — woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !'... | |
 | Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 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 steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! " — Then through... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 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 !" — Then through... | |
 | Walter McLeod - 1850 - 170 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 steed! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey!" Then through the dell... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1852 - 594 sider
...limbs, to rise no more8 Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse: — "I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...steed! Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day, That cost thy life, my gallant gray!" Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1855 - 590 sider
...and remorse, He sprrow'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... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1855 - 914 sider
...sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein T slack'd upon the bunks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woo worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray 1" i See Appendii, Note... | |
 | Ferdinand De Wilton Ward - 1856 - 344 sider
...enter upon the region where the gallant huntsman met with that loss which evoked the pathetic monody, " 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 cost thy life — my gallant grey i" Slowly we moved... | |
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