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" I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey! "
Scotland - Page 14
by William Beattie - 1838
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The Art of Writing English: A Manual for Students, with Chapters on ...

John Miller Dow Meiklejohn - 1899 - 386 pages
...Fitzjames says, looking down on his dead horse : — • " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! " The last couplet was faithfully — too "faithfully" — rendered, "That eagles of Scotland would...
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The Complete Poetical Works of Scott

Sir Walter Scott - 1900 - 604 pages
...Then, touched with pity and remorse, 160 He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. ' I little thought, wheu first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine,...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray 1 ' Then through the...
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The Novels and Poems of Sir Walter Scott: Poems and ballads

Walter Scott - 1900 - 824 pages
...— Graham. He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! " X. Then through...
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The Complete Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1900 - 618 pages
...,< >v, ' I little thought, when first thy reinA'-1^"^ I slacked upon the banks of Srim-; ,-vi' • That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! ' Then through the...
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The Lady of the Lake

Walter Scott - 1900 - 268 pages
...limbs, to rise no more; Then, touched with pity and remorse, 160 He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks < f "Seine, On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed! "Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs...
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The Poetry of Sport

Hedley Peek - 1901 - 530 pages
...limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. ' I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey ! ' Then through the...
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Scott's Lady of the Lake

Walter Scott - 1902 - 254 pages
...limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity and remorse, I6o He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! 165 Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray ! " Then through...
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Sir Walter Scott's The Lady of the Lake

Sir Walter Scott - 1903 - 232 pages
...remorse, 3 60 He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey ! " X. Then through...
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Black's Guide to the Trossachs, Loch Katrine, Loch Lomond, Etc

Ascott Robert Hope Moncrieff - 1903 - 206 pages
...that the same locality is indicated by an incident preceding the interview with Blanche of Devon. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine," etc. 1 n reference to the ultimate denouement, it is to be remarked that, a few years after the death...
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The World's Best Poetry ...

1904 - 1014 pages
...limbs, to rise no more; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse: " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed! ^Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray!" Then through the dell...
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