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" His first and last career is done! On came the troop - they saw him stoop, They saw me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong: They stop, they start, they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach, retire, wheel round and... "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Страница 431
1819
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The poetical works of lord Byron, Том 3

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1879 - 408 страници
...strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong : They stop, they start, they snuff the air, z2 Gallop a moment here and there, Approach, retire,...shaggy hide; They snort, they foam, neigh, swerve aside, And backward to the forest fly, By instinct, from a human eye. They left me there to my despair,...

Short readings from English poetry, chosen and arranged with notes by H.A. Hertz

Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 страници
...me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong: They stop — they start— they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach,...sudden bound, Headed by one black mighty steed, Who seemed the patriarch of his breed, Without a single speck or hair Of white upon his shaggy hide ; They...

The prairie hunter, Том 71

Flack - 1879 - 336 страници
...beautiful sight to see them when they first discovered us : — They stop — they start — they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach,...and round. Then, plunging back with sudden bound, • »•••*• They snort — they foam — neigh — swerve aside And backward to the forest...

The poetical works of lord Byron, ed. with a critical mem. by W. M. Rossetti

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1880 - 630 страници
...me strangely hound along His hack with many a hloody thonj ; They stop— they start — they snuff tying man's decline Mournful — hut mournful of another's crime She look'd as if she sat hy Ed hack with sudden hound, Headed hy one hlack mighty steed, Who seem'd the patriarch of his hreed, Without...

Blackie's graded readers, ed. by M. Paterson, Част 6

Maurice Paterson - 1880 - 296 страници
...in'-stinct strange'-ly pa'-tri-arch thun'-der-ing black'-en-ing 2. Dictation : — The horses snuff the air, gallop a moment here and there, approach, retire, wheel round and round, then headed by a mighty black steed that seemed the patriarch of the breed, they fly back to the forest....

Poetry of Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 326 страници
...me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong : They stop — they start — they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach,...hide ; They snort — they foam — neigh — swerve aside, And backward to the forest fly, By instinct, from a human eye. — They left me there to my...

Poetry of Byron, chosen by M. Arnold

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 342 страници
...me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong : They stop — they start — they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach,...hide ; They snort — they foam — neigh — swerve aside, And backward to the forest fly, By instinct, from a human eye. — They left me there to my...

Poetry of Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1881 - 338 страници
...me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong : They stop — they start — they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach,...hide ; They snort — they foam — neigh — swerve aside, And backward to the forest fly, By instinct, from a human eye. — They left me there to my...

The poetical works of lord Byron, with life

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 610 страници
...bound, Headed by one blaek mighty steed, Who seem'd the patriareh of his breed, Without a single speek or hair Of white upon his shaggy hide ; They snort — they foam — neigh — swerve aside And baekward to the forest fly, By instinet, from a human eye. — They left me there to my despair,...

The poetical works of lord Byron. Repr. with life, notes &c. 'Albion' ed

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1881 - 800 страници
...me strangely bound along His back with many a bloody thong: They stop — they start — they snuff the air Gallop a moment here and there, Approach, retire, wheel round and rouml. Then plunging back \\ith sudden bound , Headed by one black mighty steed. Who seem'd the patriarch...




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