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" for Aix is in sight!" VIII "How they'll greet us! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils... "
The Poems of Robert Browning - ˹éÒ 41
â´Â Robert Browning - 1896 - 512 ˹éÒ
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ˹éÒ
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eyesockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall....Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer...
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The Christian Examiner and Religious Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 48

1850 - 536 ˹éÒ
...lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which could alone save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits...Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer...
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The British Quarterly Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 6

Henry Allon - 1847 - 600 ˹éÒ
...they'll greet us," — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. Then I cast loose my buff coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all; Stood up in the...
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The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 11

1846 - 534 ˹éÒ
...greet us," and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And then was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news...Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer...
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New York Illustrated Magazine Annual

1847 - 592 ˹éÒ
...fronted many a shivering lance, will yet save the lovers, for see how he flies, " With his nostrJs like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-socketó' rim." Do not despair, then, of meeting them next month enjoying the rewaid of their devotion....
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Poems: A blot in the 'scutcheon

Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 ˹éÒ
...'ll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and...
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Christian Examiner and Theological Review

1850 - 538 ˹éÒ
...dead as a stone; •-' And there was my Roland to bear the whale weight Of the news which could alone save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, ),, ,Al»d with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. t.- • if IX i ' ''tk'fhen I cast loose my...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 ˹éÒ
...How they'll greet us!"—and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and crop over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and...
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Life of Dr. John Reid, Late Chandos Professor of Anatomy and Medicine in the ...

George Wilson - 1852 - 336 ˹éÒ
...neck, stride by stride, never changing our place." First one horse and then another drops down dead. " And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim." The good horse Roland reaches the distressed city in time, and is rewarded by the grateful citizens...
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The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for ...

Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 ˹éÒ
...'ll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of...And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and...
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