...stiff 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 I Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, niy gallant gray ! ' — Back limped,...

...and remorse, 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...

...and remorse, 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 ! " 1 [" The term Trosaehs...

...and remorse, 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 ! " Then through the...

...forehead of each, he bade them "good-night," and sought the solitude of his own room. CHAPTER XIV. "I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed; Wo -worth the chase, wo worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey." SINCE the night of his...

...remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring horse. " I httle thought, when first thy rein I slack' d upou the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed I Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That coste thy life, my gallant gray !" < See Appendix, Note...

...pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse; — **I little thought, when first thy rein 1 slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle...should feed On thy fleet limbs my matchless steed! Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That cost thy life, my gallant gray I" — Then through the...

...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...

...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 I "— Then through...

...and remorse, He sorrowed o'er tbe expiring horse ; " I little thought when first thy rein 1 slocked upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchlese steed. Woe worth the chase ! woe worth the day Í That cost thy life, my gallant grey ;"...