Hobbinol, Field Sports, and The Bowling Green, Том 1W. Bulmer and Company, 1813 - 118 страници |
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... voice attend , Whose rising winds proclaim a storm is nigh . Harmonious blasts ! that warm the frozen blood Of Caledonia's sons to love , or war , And cheer their drooping hearts , robb'd of the sun's Enlivening ray , that o'er the ...
... voice attend , Whose rising winds proclaim a storm is nigh . Harmonious blasts ! that warm the frozen blood Of Caledonia's sons to love , or war , And cheer their drooping hearts , robb'd of the sun's Enlivening ray , that o'er the ...
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... voice Stentorian , he proclaims aloud Each rural prize : - " To him whose active foot Foils his bold foe , and rivets him to earth , This pair of gloves , by curious virgin hands Embroider'd , seam'd with silk and fringed with gold . To ...
... voice Stentorian , he proclaims aloud Each rural prize : - " To him whose active foot Foils his bold foe , and rivets him to earth , This pair of gloves , by curious virgin hands Embroider'd , seam'd with silk and fringed with gold . To ...
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... voice alarm'd , had fled , Panting returns , and seeks the gloomy brake , Where her dear fawn lay hid , into the booth Impatient rush'd . But when the fatal tale He heard , the dearest treasure of his soul Purloin'd , his Cindy lost ...
... voice alarm'd , had fled , Panting returns , and seeks the gloomy brake , Where her dear fawn lay hid , into the booth Impatient rush'd . But when the fatal tale He heard , the dearest treasure of his soul Purloin'd , his Cindy lost ...
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... voice , still grateful to your ears , this voice Which breathes for you alone . Where is the wretch Distress'd , who in the cobwebs of the law Entangled , and in subtle problems lost , Seeks not to me for aid ? In shoals they come ...
... voice , still grateful to your ears , this voice Which breathes for you alone . Where is the wretch Distress'd , who in the cobwebs of the law Entangled , and in subtle problems lost , Seeks not to me for aid ? In shoals they come ...
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... these imperial robes , Ensigns of majesty , by general voice . Conferr'd , should pain , or death itself avail To shake the steady purpose of my soul . Peace , fair one ! Heaven will protect the man 52 CANTO II HOBBINOL v . 329-348.
... these imperial robes , Ensigns of majesty , by general voice . Conferr'd , should pain , or death itself avail To shake the steady purpose of my soul . Peace , fair one ! Heaven will protect the man 52 CANTO II HOBBINOL v . 329-348.
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amain arms bard batter'd beak behold Beneath blank verse blaze blood blow bold bowl BOWLING GREEN brawny breast brow burlesque champion cheeks cloud clown crowd darts dastard dreadful earth erst falcon Falconry fall fame fear feast feet fell field fierce fix'd fled flies fond force frail Ganderetta Gaul glittering prize glorious glowing Gorgonius grace ground hand hawk head heart hern heroes hilts honour hopes hopes and fears Hudibras Hung Insult jocund Kiftsgate low character maid majestick merry multitude Muse Nimrod nymph o'er the plain once pain panting peals poem press'd prey pride prize proud rage raise renown'd rich rising royal rural seized shake shame shout sink smiles soft soon soul speed stands stood storm stroke swain Swift Tabitha thee thou trembling tumultuous Twangdillo unwieldy vale Vale of Evesham voice wanton wicker wind wings wretch Ye men Young Hobbinol
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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...