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... leaped , she tore up the ground beneath her ; while Dick gave vent to his exultation in one wild , prolonged halloo . Away ! away ! thou matchless steed ! yet brace fast thy sinews - hold , hold thy strength - for , alas , the goal is ...
... leaped , she tore up the ground beneath her ; while Dick gave vent to his exultation in one wild , prolonged halloo . Away ! away ! thou matchless steed ! yet brace fast thy sinews - hold , hold thy strength - for , alas , the goal is ...
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... leaped on Swallow , and rode off shouting : " Aha ! Dirk Hammerhand ! So you thought to knock a hole in my skull , as you have done to many a better man than yourself ? He must be a luckier man than you , who catches Hereward the Wake ...
... leaped on Swallow , and rode off shouting : " Aha ! Dirk Hammerhand ! So you thought to knock a hole in my skull , as you have done to many a better man than yourself ? He must be a luckier man than you , who catches Hereward the Wake ...
Page 106
... down , the brave horse leaped with mighty strides , not once losing his foothold . The bottom was reached , the way was now clear , and the daring horse- man was safe . When the redcoats came up and 106 Fifty Famous Rides and Riders.
... down , the brave horse leaped with mighty strides , not once losing his foothold . The bottom was reached , the way was now clear , and the daring horse- man was safe . When the redcoats came up and 106 Fifty Famous Rides and Riders.
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... leaped into the crowd . The soothsayers fled in terror , knowing their guilt . But all the rest stood still in dumb amazement , mov- ing neither hand nor foot . The ram paused not until he reached the side of Phrixus . There he knelt ...
... leaped into the crowd . The soothsayers fled in terror , knowing their guilt . But all the rest stood still in dumb amazement , mov- ing neither hand nor foot . The ram paused not until he reached the side of Phrixus . There he knelt ...
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... leaped astride of his back . Yes , there he sat on the back of the winged horse ! What a bound did Pegasus make when , for the first time , he felt the weight of a mortal man upon him ! A bound , indeed ! Before he had time to draw a ...
... leaped astride of his back . Yes , there he sat on the back of the winged horse ! What a bound did Pegasus make when , for the first time , he felt the weight of a mortal man upon him ! A bound , indeed ! Before he had time to draw a ...
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Page 103 - You know the rest. In the books you have read, How the British Regulars fired and fled,— How the farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind each fence and farmyard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load.
Page 73 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about. On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play.
Page 36 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars.
Page 76 - So, turning to his horse, he said, " I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine." Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Page 161 - Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth; Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master Were beating like prisoners...
Page 75 - But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Page 225 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Page 132 - Mother and sister, wife and maid, Looked from the rocks of Marblehead Over the moaning and rainy sea, Looked for the coming that might not be.
Page 70 - Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty, screaming, came down stairs, The wine is left behind ! Good lack ! quoth he — yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Page 35 - When down the stormy crescent goes, A light before me swims, Between dark stems the forest glows, I hear a noise of hymns. Then by some secret shrine I ride; I hear a voice, but none are there; The stalls are void, the doors are wida, The tapers burning fair.