 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 стор.
...rest, — " King," she cried, " O vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! But the passing-bell rings best." They have caught out. at the rein, which...hangs, he rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly ! And he shivers head and hoof — and the flakes of foam fall off; And his face... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 стор.
...Ring," she cried, " O vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! RHYME OF THE DUCHESS MAY. 223 They have caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw...hangs, he rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly ! And he shivers head and hoof — and the flakes of foam fall off; And his face... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 596 стор.
...But the passing-bell rings best." xcII. They have caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw loosein vain, — Toll slowly. For the horse in stark despair,...hoofs poised in air, On the last verge, rears amain. xcm. And he hangs, he rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly. XCIV. And a look... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 298 стор.
...cried, " O vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! RHYME OF TFIE DUCHESS MAY. 293 They Lave caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw loose...hangs, he rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly . And he shivers head and hoof— and the flakes of foam fall off; And his face... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 стор.
...she cried, ' O vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! But the passing-bell rings best.' xen. They have caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw...hoofs poised in air, On the last verge rears amain. xcm. Xow he hangs, the rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly. Xow he shivers... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1854 - 308 стор.
...— Toll slowly "Ring," she cried, "0 vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! But the passing bell rings best." They have caught out at the rein,...front hoofs poised in air, On the last verge, rears attain. And he hangs, he rocks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly . And he shivers... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 стор.
...chapelle! But the passing bell rings best/ They have caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw loose—in vain, — Toll slowly. For the horse in stark despair,...hoofs poised in air, On the last verge rears amain. Now he hangs the rocks between -*» and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly. Now he shivers head... | |
 | 1862 - 490 стор.
...went down. " They have caught out at the rein, which Sir Guy threw loose, — in vain. Tollriorwly. For the horse, in stark despair, with his front hoofs poised in air, On the last verge rears amain. " Now he hangs, he rocks between, and his nostrils curdle in ! Toll slowly. Now he shivers head and... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1864 - 408 стор.
...Toll slowly. 'Ring,' she cried, 'O vesper-bell, in the beechwood's old chapelle ! But the passing-bell rings best.' They have caught out at the rein, which...hoofs poised in air, On the last verge rears amain. XCIII. Now he hangs, he rocks between, and his nostrils curdle in! — Toll slowly. Now he shivers... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 стор.
...Guy threw loose — in vain, — Toll slowly I For the horse in stark despair, with his front ho»fs poised in air, On the last verge, rears amain. And he hangs, he rooks between — and his nostrils curdle in, — Toll slowly! And he shivers head and hoof — and... | |
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And a look of human woe from his staring eyes did go, Toll slowly. And a sharp cry uttered he, in a foretold agony... 
