 | 1850 - 536 pagina’s
...on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. TI. " By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, ' Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault... | |
 | 1846 - 534 pagina’s
...on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence — even that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upward in galloping on. VI. ' By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, ' Stay spur ! ' Your Roos... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1847 - 910 pagina’s
...on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er the white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon, His fierce lips shook upward in galloping on. VI. By Hassalt, Dirck groaned, and cried Joris, " Stay spur, Your Roos galloped... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 pagina’s
...on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. 7i. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur ! " Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pagina’s
...and anon HU fierce lips shook upward in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried loris, " Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her We'll remember at Aix"—for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck, and staggering knees, And... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 pagina’s
...his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at in.-, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...Joris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault 's not in her, We 'll remember at Aix " * — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 pagina’s
...on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried loris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her We'll remember at Aix" —... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 pagina’s
...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon...Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur I Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault 's not in her, We '1l remember at Abe " * — for one heard... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pagina’s
...on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upward in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried loris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 pagina’s
...groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur I Your Koos galloped bravely, the fault 's not in her, We 'll remember at Aix " * — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neek and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches... | |
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And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes... 
