 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...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....stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer — Clapped my hands, laughed and sung, any noise, bad or good, Till... | |
 | 1850 - 536 стор.
...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. " Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till... | |
 | 1846 - 534 стор.
...nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. IX. ' Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed aud sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. X. ' And all I... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 стор.
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till... | |
 | 1850 - 538 стор.
...cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook oiT both my jack-hoots, let go belt and aU, " 'Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my hdrse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 стор.
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good, And all... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 стор.
...his nostrils like pita full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 стор.
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or Till at length... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 стор.
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for bis eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buff-coat, each holster let fall,...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good, Till at... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 стор.
...his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with cireles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall,...and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his car, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any... | |
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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 like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets 
