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" YOUB horse is faint, my King — my Lord ! your gallant horse is sick — His limbs are torn, his breast is gored, on his eye the film is thick ; Mount, mount on mine, oh, mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly ! Or in my arms I'll lift your grace —... "
The Gentleman's Magazine - Page 250
1823
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Spanish Highways and Byways

Katharine Lee Bates - Games - 1900 - 560 pages
...— His limbs are torn, his breast is gored, on his eye the film is thick ; Mount, mount on mine, O mount apace, I pray thee mount and fly ! Or in my arms I'll lift your Grace, — their trampling hoofs are nigh ! " ' Nay, never speak ; my sires, Lord King,...
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The World's Best Poetry ...

John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Charles Francis Richardson, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard - English poetry - 1904 - 614 pages
...more in narrow compass lie. From the Spanish. Translation of JOHN ORMSBY. THE LORD OF BUTRAGO. " YOUR horse is faint, my King, my Lord ! your gallant horse...on his eye the film is thick; Mount, mount on mine, 0 mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly! Or in my arms I 'll lift your Grace, — their trampling...
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The World's Best Poetry: National spirit; [introductory essay] The study of ...

English poetry - 1904 - 562 pages
...gored, on his eye the film is thick ; Mount, mount on mine, O mount apace, I pray Or in my arms I 'll lift your Grace, — their trampling hoofs are nigh ! " My King, my King, ! you 're wounded sore, — the blood runs from your feet; But only lay a hand before, and I 'll lift...
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The Children's First-fourth Reader, Volume 4

California. State Board of Education - Readers (Primary) - 1905 - 408 pages
...people as household words. THE LORD OF BUTRAGO. Translated from the Spanish BY JOHN C. LOCKHART. " YOUR horse is faint, my king, my lord ! your gallant horse...apace, I pray thee, mount and fly ! Or in my arms I 'll lift your grace. Their trampling hoofs are nigh ! " My king, my king ! you 're wounded sore, —...
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The Children's First-fourth Reader, Volume 4

California. State Board of Education - Readers (Primary) - 1905 - 402 pages
...people as household words. THE LORD OF BUTRAGO. Translated from the Spanish BY JOHN C. LOCKHART. " YOUR horse is faint, my king, my lord ! your gallant horse...apace, I pray thee, mount and fly ! Or in my arms I'll lift your grace. Their trampling hoofs are nigh ! " My king, my king ! you 're wounded sore, —...
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The Laurel Speaker: Heroic Classic Verse for Boys

Patriotic poetry - 1908 - 228 pages
...stole away, I tell you true, 174 THE LAUREL SPEAKER THE LORD OF BUTRAGO. JOHN GIBSON LOCKHAKT. "Your horse is faint, my King, my lord! your gallant horse...on his eye the film is thick; Mount, mount on mine, O, mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly! Or in my arms I'll lift your Grace, — their trampling...
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The Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1925 - 424 pages
...— His limbs are torn, his breast is gored, on his eye the film is thick ; Mount, mount on mine, 0, mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly ! Or in my...their trampling hoofs are nigh ! " My King, my King ! you 're wounded sore, — the blood runs from your feet ; But only lay a hand before, and I '11 lift...
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The Family Library of Poetry and Song

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1880 - 1106 pages
...Have lately done on the same score. DR. SAMUEL BUTLER. THE LORD OF BUTKAGO. FROM THE SPANISH. " YOUR en ! On, Comet ! on, Cupid ! on, Donder and Blitzen...Now dash away, dash away, dash away all ! " As dry 0, mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly ! Or in my arms I '11 lift your Grace, — their trampling...
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Werner's Magazine: A Magazine of Expression, Volume 22

Elocution - 1899 - 580 pages
...horse is faint, my king, my Y lord ! your gallant horse is sick, — His limbs are torn, his breas: is gored, on his eye the film is thick. Mount, mount on mine ! O mount apace, I pray thee, mount and fly! Or in my arms I'll lift your Grace, — their trampling...
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