 twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.  The Heart of Oak Books - Seite 222herausgegeben von - 1895Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Frances Elizabeth Clarke - 1927 - 474 Seiten
...jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands,...Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is,—friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but... | |
 | Melvin Everett Haggerty - 1927 - 586 Seiten
...let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed...galloped and stood. And all I remember is — friends nocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising... | |
 | Ernest Rhys - 1914 - 144 Seiten
...jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands,...And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine,... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1994 - 718 Seiten
...Jack-boots, let go belt and all. Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands,...length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all 1 remember is — friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And... | |
 | Ebenezer Cobham Brewer - 2004 - 592 Seiten
...stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my bands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all / remember is, friends flocking round, As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground, And no... | |
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