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" As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! 'Tis for a thousand pound... "
Poems - Side 388
av William Cowper - 1800 - 420 sider
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1800 - 632 sider
...he drew near, Twas wonderful to view, How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. " And now as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, "The bottles twain, behind his back, Were ihatter'd at a blow. VOL. XXVI. О \ « Down ' " Down ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be...
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1800 - 364 sider
...he drew near, 'Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And now as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his' back Were fliatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be feen, Which made his horfe's...
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Annual Register of World Events, Volum 26

1800 - 608 sider
...drew near, 'Twas wonderful to view, How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. f And now as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain, behind his back, Were lhatter'd at a blow. VOL. XXVI. О « Down * Down ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be feen,...
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1800 - 394 sider
...near, 'Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And DOW, as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were fhatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be feen, Which made his horfe's...
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Beauties of Cowper: To which are Prefixed, a Life of the Author and ...

William Cowper - 1801 - 280 sider
...he drew near, 'Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And now, as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Wore shatter'd at a. blotf. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 362 sider
...he drew near, 'Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And, now, as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were fhatter'd at a blow. Dpwn ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be feen, Which made his horfe's...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1805 - 362 sider
...as he drew near, "Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the tumpike men Their gates wide open threw. And now, as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were fhattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Moft piteous to be feen, Which made his horfe's...
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The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - 408 sider
...he drew near, 'Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And now as he went bowing down His reeking head full...smoke As they had basted been. But still he seem'd to cany weight, With leathern girdle brac'd ; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1806 - 478 sider
...as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous...flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1806 - 310 sider
...as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back. Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smokeAs they had basted been. But still he seemed to cany weight, With leathern girdle braced; For...
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