 | Irish ecclesiastical record - 1885 - 840 pages
...there tj receive her. " One touch to her hand and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door and the charger stood near, So light to the croupe...to the saddle before her he sprung. ' She is won, we are gone over bank, brush and scaur ; ' They'll have fleet steeds that follow,' quoth young Lodiinvar."... | |
 | James W. Gousseff - 1981 - 236 pages
...face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume;...hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croup the fair lady he swung, So light to the... | |
 | Francis Parkman - 1991 - 1012 pages
...touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stxxxl near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung....light to the saddle before her he sprung! 'She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,' quoth young Lockinvar."... | |
 | Michael Harrison, Christopher Stuart-Clark - 2004 - 166 pages
...dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whisper'd, "Twere better by far To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar. One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So... | |
 | Steven Price - 2006 - 400 pages
...fillies of the surge And the white horses of the windy plain. — Roy Camphell, Horses on the Camargue So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So...light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur,They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar.... | |
 | Anne Gracie - 2008 - 372 pages
...his horse's hooves. One touch to her hand and one word in her ear, When they reach 'd the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe...swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! She was no fair Ellen from a poem. Nor anyone's bride. Her note had told him to fetch the authorities,... | |
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Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar." One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle... 
