 | Alfred Macleod - 1881 - 316 стор.
...sky ; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang...fate, With 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... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 стор.
...brittle bright stubble like chaff ; Till over bv Dalhem a dome-tower sprang white, And "Gallop," cried Joris, "for Aix is in sight !" " How they'll greet...fate, With 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... | |
 | Alexander Lovett Stimson - 1881 - 444 стор.
...sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh ; 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang...Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles... | |
 | Edward Moxon (and co.) - 1882 - 580 стор.
...in the sky ; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And...fate, With 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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 стор.
...pitiless laugh ; 'Xeath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Delhein a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris,...her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood tn the brim, And with circles of red for his eyesockets' rim. Then I east loose my buff-coat, eaeh... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1882 - 376 стор.
...brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-tower sprang white, And ' Gallop,' cried Joris, ' for Aix is in sight ! ' ' How they'll greet...fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast my loose buff-coat, each holster... | |
 | Annie A. Longfellow - 1882 - 202 стор.
...Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And " Gallop," gasped Joris, for " Aix is in sight ! " "How they '11 greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled...fate, With 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... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1882 - 420 стор.
...Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And-" Gallop," gasped Joris, " for Aix is in sight! " " How they '11 greet us! "• — and all in a moment his roan Rolled...fate, With 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 hoister... | |
 | Mowbray Walter Morris - 1882 - 424 стор.
...sky j The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff ; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang...croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Eoland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils... | |
 | John Swett, Charles H. Allen, Josiah Royce - 1883 - 366 стор.
...Till over by Dalhem a dome-tower sprang white, And "Gallop," cried Joris, "for Aix is in sight!" 8. "How they'll greet us!" and all in a moment his roan...fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for eye-sockets' rim. 9. Then I cast loose my buff -coat, each holster... | |
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Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight! " " How they'll greet us ! " — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay... 
