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...rein, For the good steed, his lahonrs o'er, Stretched his stiff limhs to rise no more ; Then, toached with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thonght, when first thy rein I slacked npon the hanks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er shonld feed...

...labours o'er, Stretch'd his stiff limbs to rise no more; Then, touch'd with pity 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...

...and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring hors*: « I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er should feed On thy ileet limbs, my matchless stppd; Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant...

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...sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " 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 1 Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey 1" The description,...

...stiff limbs to rise no more" — and Fitz-James breaks forth into the following apostrophe : — " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon...should feed On thy fleet limbs, my matchless steed 1 Woe worth the chase — woe worth the day That costs thy life, my gallant grey 1" 6V,: the " Local...

...the spur and rein, For the good steed, his labours o'er, Stretched his stiff limbs to rise no more. Then touched with pity and remorse. He sorrowed o'er...thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Si'ine, That highland eagle eVr should feed On thy fleet limbe, my matchless steed; Wo worth the chuso,...

...sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slaek'd upon the banks of Seine, That Highland eagle e'er...should feed On thy fleet limbs — my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey !" The description,...

...o'er, Stretched his stiff limbs to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity 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...