| Henry Allon - 1847 - 600 psl.
...black every oue, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. v. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back, For my voice, and the other pricked out... | |
| 1846 - 534 psl.
...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze as some bluff river-headland its spray. v. ' And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent...For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence even that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master,... | |
| 1846 - 578 psl.
...black every one, To stare thro' the midst at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...The haze as some bluff river headland its spray.' 1945 : A Vision. London, 1845. Rivingtons. WE have heard many surmises respecting the parentage of... | |
| Edmund Burke - 1847 - 910 psl.
...black every one, To stare thro' the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper, Rowland, at last With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze as some bluff river headland its spray. V. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out... | |
| Robert Browning - 1850 - 436 psl.
...stood black every one, To stare thro' the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. v. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out... | |
| 1850 - 538 psl.
...every ,.911?^ To stare through the mist at us galloping past?i .' And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away : The haze, as some Mull' river headland its spray. !.;: ' ii' ''!: i "". < JovJ .ii/.... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 psl.
...black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last With resolute shoulders, each butting away...my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence,ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance!... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 psl.
...black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last With resolute shoulders, each butting away...For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master,... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 psl.
...black every one, To stare through the mist at as galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland, at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, ever that glance O'er its white edge at in.-, his own master,... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 psl.
...black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland, at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt,... | |
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