 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 514 pagina’s
...she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but Death has reap'd the fruit. 'T was thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to...plain. No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dan, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart. Keen were... | |
 | 1830 - 812 pagina’s
...indulg'd thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genins gave the final blow. And help'd to plant the wound...stretch'd upon the plain. No more through rolling clouds lo soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart. And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his... | |
 | Henry Neele - 1830 - 582 pagina’s
...destroyed him. " 'Twas his own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to plant the wound that laid him low ; — So the struck Eagle, stretch'd upon the...plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, Which wing'd the shaft that quiver' d in his heart ! Keen... | |
 | John Galt - 1830 - 404 pagina’s
...White, in which he compares him to an eagle wounded by an arrow feathered from his own wing, he says, So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart. The ancients... | |
 | American education society - 1830 - 304 pagina’s
...and appropriate exercise, and thus fell a prey to disease and death. " So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, " No more through rolling clouds to soar again, " Viewed his man feather on the fatal dart, " And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart : " Keen were his... | |
 | John Galt - 1830 - 352 pagina’s
...he compares him to an eagle wounded by an arrow feathered from his own wing-, he says, go the strack eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart . And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart. The ancients... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 498 pagina’s
...favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, hut death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow,...plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart: Keen were... | |
 | 1831 - 426 pagina’s
...she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has rcap'd the fruit. ' 1'waa thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to...plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viev'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wíng'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart. Keen were... | |
 | 1831 - 790 pagina’s
...sowed the seeds, but death has reaped the fruit. JTwas thine own genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low : So the struck...rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart : Keen were his pangs, but keener... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1832 - 350 pagina’s
...favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow,...plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart ; Keen were... | |
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Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to plant the wound that laid thee low: So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again... 
