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...galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. And his low head and crest, just one sharp...anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, " Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's...

...content and still beneath a stone, And feel mine own betrothed go by ? — Alas ! no more mine own." 8. " And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent...anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on." 4. " Farewell, farewell ! the voice you hear Has left its last soft tones with you, The next must join...

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...black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Eoland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away...And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent And one eye's black intelligence,—ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance...

...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray. And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance...at me, his own master, askance, And the thick heavy spume-Hakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hassclt, Dirck groaned...

...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river-headland its spray. T. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other prick'd out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge...

...last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its gpray. T. And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent...at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. VI. By Hasselt, Dirck...