Soon we heard a challenge-trumpet Sounding in the pass below, And the distant tramp of horses, And the voices of the foe : Down we crouched amid the bracken, Till the Lowland ranks drew near, Panting like the hounds in summer, When they scent the stately... The Irish Quarterly Review - Página 4361853Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
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...the voices of the foe : Down we crouched amid the braken, Till the Lowland ranks drew near, Panting like the hounds in summer, When they scent the stately...birches, O'er the broken ground and heath, Wound the long batallion slowly, Till they gained the field beneath; Then we bounded from our covert, — Judge how... | |
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