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Página 30 - range unblam'd ; No widow's tears o'erflow, no fecret curfe Swells in the farmer's breaft, which his pale lips 60 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. Oh bear me,
Página 30 - bend beneath their load. All now is free as air, and the gay pack In the rough briftly ftubbles range unblam'd ; No widow's tears o'erflow, no fecret curfe Swells in the farmer's breaft, which his pale lips 60 Trembling conceal, by his fierce landlord aw'd : But courteous now he levels
Página 83 - Of all the brutes, Whether by Nature form'd, or by long ufe, 445 This artful diver beft can bear the want Of vital air. Unequal is the fight, Beneath the whelming element. Yet there He lives not long; but refpiration needs At proper intervals. Again he vents
Página 66 - there fkulks immers'd. His nofe alone above the wave draws in The vital air; all elfe beneath the flood Conceal'd, and loft, deceives each prying eye Of man or brute. In vain the crowding pack 555 Draw on the margin of the ftream, or cut The liquid wave with oary feet, that
Página 33 - fpurr'd on by fear. The welkin rings, men, dogs, hills, rocks, and woods, In the full concert join. Now, my brave youths, Stripp'd for the chace, give all your fouls to joy ! See how their courfers, than the mountain roe 160
Página 36 - Have haply foil'd the turf. See ! that old hound, How bufily he works, but dares not truft His doubtful fenfe; draw yet a wider ring. Hark ! now again the chorus fills. As bells, Sally'da while, at once their peal renew,
Página 229 - the penfion'd failor lies ; And all the malice of the ftorm defies : With eafe of body bleft, and peace of mind, Pities the reftlefs crew he left behind; , Whilft, in his cell, he meditates alone On his great voyage, to the world unknown^ SONG.
Página 176 - Ille dies, mihi cum liceat tua dicere facia • " En erit, ut liceat totum mihi ferre per orbem, " Sola Sophocleo tua carmina digna cothurno!
Página 83 - Menace deftruftion : while the troubled furge Indignant foams, and all the fcaly kind, Affrighted, hide their heads. Wild tumult reigns, And loud uproar. Ah, there once more he vents ! See, that bold hound has feiz'd him; down they