The Poets' Beasts: A Sequel to "The Poets' Birds,"Chatto and Windus, 1885 - 356 páginas |
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The Poets Beasts: A Sequel to the Poets Birds (Classic Reprint) Phil Robinson Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Términos y frases comunes
A. B. GROSART animal bear beard beautiful birds blood brute bull Byron called camel CHARLES READE chase CHATTO & WINDUS cloth extra cloth limp Cowper creature Crown 8vo cruel death deer delightful Demy 8vo dittany dread ears Edited elephant Eliza Cook eyes Fcap fierce flocks folk-lore forest Frontispiece gilt top goats hare head herds honour horns horse hounds howling HUME NISBET hunt hyæna illustrated boards Jean Ingelow killed King Lady lamb legend leopard lion lion's Love lynx Martin's Lane monkey mouse myth Nature never Novels o'er panther Peg Woffington picture boards poem poetical poets Portrait Post 8vo prey rhinoceros roar Romance round says sheep Shelley shepherd side simile Somerville Spenser sport stag STANLEY WOOD steed Stories sympathy tail thing Thomson thou tiger verse voice Vols wild boar wolf wolves wood
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Página 334 - Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Página 326 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite.
Página 229 - ... bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Página 304 - For want of a nail the shoe is lost, for want of a shoe the horse is lost, for want of a horse the rider is lost.
Página 202 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls by thousands they pour, And down through the ceiling and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below ; And all at once to the bishop they go.
Página 105 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
Página 79 - But if, appriz'd of the severe attack, The country be shut up, lured by the scent, On church-yards drear (inhuman to relate!) The disappointed prowlers fall, and dig The shrouded body from the grave; o'er which, Mix'd with foul shades, and frighted ghosts, they howl.
Página 246 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Página 83 - Help us to save free conscience from the paw Of hireling wolves, whose Gospel is their maw.
Página 273 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?