...and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. " I little thought, when first thy rein I slacked upon the banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er...worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant grey !" Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limped, with...

...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...That costs thy life, my gallant grey !"— X. Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limp'd, with slow and...

...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...That costs thy life, my gallant grey !" — X. Then through the dell his horn resounds, From vain pursuit to call the hounds. Back limp'd, with slow and...

...limbs to rise no more. Then touch'd with pity and remorse, He sorrow'd o'er the expiring hors*: « I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...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...

...pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. '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 gallant steed! Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day, That cost thy life, my gallant grey !' " ELLEN...

...racter of Fitz James, in the " Lady of the Lake,*' arose from this couplet to his dying horse:— " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...banks of Seine, That highland eagle e'er should feed Upon thy limb*, my matchless steed. Woe worth the chase, woe worth the day a ^ That costs thy life,...

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...hilly realize the pity and remorse, the deep-felt sorrow of the gallant sportsman, when he exclaims : " I little thought, when first thy rein I slack'd upon...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,...

...and remorse, tie sorrowed o'er the expiring horse. u 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 ! Wo worth the chase, wo worth the day, That costs thy life, my gallant gray !" X. Then through the...

...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...limbs — my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase, who worth the day, That costs thy life — my gallant grey !" The description, too, of Ellen's rustic...