The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 47C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... wound , they kill , Their rage licentious knows no bound ; at last , Incumber'd with their spoils , joyful they bear Upon their shoulders broad the bleeding prey . Part on their altars fmoke a facrifice To that all - gracious power ...
... wound , they kill , Their rage licentious knows no bound ; at last , Incumber'd with their spoils , joyful they bear Upon their shoulders broad the bleeding prey . Part on their altars fmoke a facrifice To that all - gracious power ...
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... wound , they tear , till on the ground , Panting , half dead the conquer'd champion lies : Then fudden all the base ignoble crowd Loud - clamouring feize the helpless worried wretch And thirsting for his blood , drag different ways His ...
... wound , they tear , till on the ground , Panting , half dead the conquer'd champion lies : Then fudden all the base ignoble crowd Loud - clamouring feize the helpless worried wretch And thirsting for his blood , drag different ways His ...
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... wound Gor'd through and through . Defpair at last prevails , When fainting nature shrinks , and rouses all 480 Their drooping courage . Swell'd with furious rage , Their eyes dart fire ; and on the youthful band They rufh implacable ...
... wound Gor'd through and through . Defpair at last prevails , When fainting nature shrinks , and rouses all 480 Their drooping courage . Swell'd with furious rage , Their eyes dart fire ; and on the youthful band They rufh implacable ...
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... wound , Swift - wheeling in the fpacious ring . A wood Of darts upon his back he bears ; adown His tortur'd fides , the crimson torrents roll 330 335 340 From From many a gaping font . And now at laft 58 SOMERVILE'S POEM S.
... wound , Swift - wheeling in the fpacious ring . A wood Of darts upon his back he bears ; adown His tortur'd fides , the crimson torrents roll 330 335 340 From From many a gaping font . And now at laft 58 SOMERVILE'S POEM S.
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... wounds his trembling heart . So the poor fury - haunted wretch ( his hands 465 In guiltless blood distain'd ) still seems to hear The dying fhrieks ; and the pale threatening ghost 470 Moves as he moves , and as he flies , pursues . See ...
... wounds his trembling heart . So the poor fury - haunted wretch ( his hands 465 In guiltless blood distain'd ) still seems to hear The dying fhrieks ; and the pale threatening ghost 470 Moves as he moves , and as he flies , pursues . See ...
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Страница 27 - My courser hears their voice ; see there with ears And tail erect, neighing he paws the ground ; Fierce rapture kindles in his reddening eyes, And boils in every vein.
Страница 277 - The good old puss and the young kitten ; And being now familiar grown, Each look'd upon him as her own ; No longer talk'd of Dear or Honey, But of plain downright matrimony. At that dread word his Worship started, And was, (we may suppose) faint-hearted : Yet, being resolv'd to change his state, Winks both his eyes, and trusts to fate. But now new doubts and scruples rise, To plague him with perplexities ; He knew not which, alas ! to choose, This he must take, and that refuse.
Страница 26 - No widow's tears o'erflow, no secret curse Swells in the farmer's breast, which his pale lips Trembling conceal, by his fierce landlord aw'd : But courteous now he levels every fence, Joins in the common cry, and halloos loud, Charm'd with the rattling thunder of the field.
Страница 134 - On that devoted head ; if e'er thy heart " Prov'd haggard to my love, if e'er thy hand " Declin'd the nuptial bond ? But, oh ! too well, " Too well, alas ! my throbbing breaft perceiv'd " The black impending ftorm ; the confcious moon " Veil'd in a fable cloud her modeft face, " And boding owls proclaim'd the dire event.
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Страница 54 - But perilous th' attempt. For if the steed Haply too near approach, or the loose earth His footing fail, the watchful, angry beast Th' advantage spies, and at one sidelong glance Rips up his groin. Wounded, he rears aloft, And, plunging, from his back the rider hurls Precipitant ; then bleeding spurns the ground, And drags his reeking entrails o'er the plain.
Страница 46 - Wide-gaping, threatens death : the craggy steep, Where the poor dizzy shepherd crawls with care, And clings to every twig, gives us no pain ; But down we sweep, as stoops the falcon bold To pounce his prey : then up the opponent hill, By the swift motion slung, we mount aloft.
Страница 63 - Justice may guard the throne, but, join'd with thee, On rocks of adamant it stands secure, And braves the storm beneath ; soon as thy smiles Gild the rough deep, the foaming waves subside, And all the noisy tumult sinks in peace.