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...burden, take to his heels, and be gone for ever. Byron beautifully describes this in his Mazcppa :— A trampling troop : I see them come : In one vast squadron they advance ! 1 utrove to cry — my lips were dumb. The steeds rush oil in plunging pride, But where are they...

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...were — or secni'd — alone. At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh. From out yon tuft of blackening firs, Is it the wind those branches stirs? No. no 1 from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I sec them come 1 In one vast squadron they advance...

...Which saw no further: he who dies Can die no more than then I died, O'ertortured by that ghastly ride. A trampling troop; I see them come ! In one vast squadron they advance! The sight renerved my courser's feet, A moment staggering, feebly fleet, A moment wilh a faint low...

...through the sky, When with its crackling sound the night Is checkered with the northern light: — From out the forest prance A trampling troop, — I see them come! A thousand horse — and none to ride ! — With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never...

...were— or seem'd — alone : At length, while reeling on our way. Methought I heard a courser neigh, , and the wave Of vroods and cornfields, and the ! T In one vast squadron they advance ! I strove to cry — my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in...

...through the sky, When with its crackling sound the night Is chequered with the northern light : — " From out the forest prance A trampling troop, — I see them come ! A thousand horse — and none to ride !— With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never...

...we were, or seemed, alone. At length, while reeling on our way, Mi-thought I heard a courser neigh vanish, and behold ! A silver shield with boss of gold Tha brandies stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast...

...we were—or seem'd—alone. At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh, From out yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind...branches stirs ? No, no ! from out the forest prance I strove to cry—my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the...