Hobbinol, Field Sports, and The Bowling Green, Том 1

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Страница 102 - Defiles her gaudy plumage. See, alas ! The falconer in despair, his favourite bird Dead at his feet, as of 'his dearest friend He weeps her fate ; he meditates revenge, He storms, he foams, he gives a loose to rage : Nor wants he long the means. The hern fatigued, Borne down by numbers yields, and prone on earth He drops : his cruel foes, wheeling around, Insult at will.
Страница 6 - ... nee sum animi dubius verbis ea vincere magnum quam sit et angustis hunc addere rebus honorem...
Страница 99 - Lo ! at his siege -', the hern, Upon the bank of some small purling brook, Observant stands to take his scaly prize, Himself another's game ; for mark, behind The wily falconer creeps ; his grazing horse Conceals the treacherous foe, and on his fist The...
Страница 112 - Then from his hand launches the flying sphere ; Out of the green the guiltless wood he hurl'd, Swift as his patients from this nether world ; Then grinn'd malignant, but the jocund crowd Deride his senseless rage, and shout aloud. Next, Zadoc, 'tis thy turn, imperious priest! Still late at church, but early at a feast. No turkey-cock appears with better grace, His garments black, vermilion paints his face : His wattles hang upon his...
Страница 17 - With little palms they stroked thy grisly beard, Or round thy wicker whirl'd their rattling cars ? Thus from their earliest days bred up, and train'd To mutual fondness, with their stature grew The thriving passion. What love can decay That roots so deep! Now ripening manhood c"url'd On the gay stripling's chin ; her panting breasts, And trembling blushes glowing on her cheeks, Her secret wish betray'd. She at each mart AH eyes attracted ; but her faithful shade, Young Hobbinol, ne'er wander'd from...
Страница 3 - ... province is the Town; leave me a small out-ride in the Country, and I shall be content. In this, at least, let us both agree, to make Vice and Folly the objects of our ridicule ; and we cannot fail to be of some service to mankind.
Страница 1 - Your province is the town ; leave me a small outride in the country, and I shall be content. In this, at least, let us both agree, to make vice and folly the object of our ridicule ; and we cannot fail to be of some service to mankind.
Страница 99 - Th' unhooded falcon sits : with eager eyes She meditates her prey, and, in her wild Conceit, already plumes the dying bird. Up springs the hern, redoubling every stroke, Conscious of danger, stretches far away, With busy pennons and projected beak, Piercing th' opponent clouds : the falcon swift Follows at speed, mounts as he mounts, for hope Gives vigour to her wings. Another soon Strains after to support the bold attack, Perhaps a third. As in some winding creek, On proud Iberia's...
Страница 100 - Now through the yielding: element they soar Aspiring high, then sink at once, and rove In trackless mazes through the troubled sky. No rest, no peace. The falcon hovering flies...
Страница 4 - ... consists in raising that low character. I beg leave to refer to the authority of Mr. Smith, in his poem upon the death of Mr. John Philips. The whole passage is so very fine, and gives so clear an idea of his manner of writing, that the reader will not think his labour lost in running it over. But here it may be objected, that this manner of writing contradicts the...

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