 | Iolo Aneurin Williams - 1923 - 524 страници
...ways depart ; My crimes lie heavy on my heart. See, see, the murder 'd geese appear ! Why are those bleeding turkeys there ? Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chicken slain ? " 126 The hungry foxes round them star'd, And for the promis'd feast prepar'd. " Where,... | |
 | David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 страници
...evil ways depart, My crimes lye heavy on my heart. See, see, the murder'd geese appear ! Why are those bleeding turkeys there ? Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chicken slain? The hungry foxes round them star'd, And for the promis'd feast prepar'd. Where, Sir,... | |
 | Mark Loveridge - 1998 - 308 страници
...'whining', 'mumbling', and 'feeble tone' - do try it See, see, the murder'd geese appear! Why are those bleeding turkeys there? Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chickens slain? (2, 34o) The sons, convinced by the tone and entranced by the apparent 'promis'd feast', lick... | |
 | John Gay - 2003 - 100 страници
...ways depart, 10 My crimes lye heavy on my heart. Sec, sec, the murder'd geese appear! Why are those bleeding turkeys there? Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chicken slain? 15 The hungry foxes round them star'd, And for the promis'd feast prepar'd. Where, Sir,... | |
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Where, sir, is all this dainty cheer? Nor turkey, goose, nor hen, is here. These are the phantoms of your brain, And your sons lick their lips in vain. 
