 ... the lion in his rage I meet ! Oft in the dust I view his printed feet ; And fearful oft, when Day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner Night, By hunger...  The County Magazine - Page 481788Full view - About this book
 | William Collins - Middle East - 1925 - 54 pages
...groaning Plain, Gaunt Wolves and fullen Tygers in his Train : Before them Death with Shrieks directs their Way, Fills the wild Yell, and leads them to their Prey. Sad 'was the Hour, &c. At that dead Hour the filent Afp fhall creep, If ought of reft I find, upon my Sleep : Or fome... | |
 | English essays - 1764 - 404 pages
...They tempt no defarts, and no griefs they find ; Peace rules the day, where reafon rules the mind. " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my w#y !" O hapLsfs youth ! for me thy love hath won, The tender Zara, will be moft undone ! Big fwell'd... | |
 | William Collins, John Langhorne - English poetry - 1765 - 200 pages
...groaning plain, Gaunt wolves and fallen tygers in his train : Before them death with fhrieks direfts their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to...I bent my way !" At that dead hour the filent afp mail creep, If aught of reft I find, upon my fleep : Or fome fwoln ferpent twift his fcales around,... | |
 | William Collins, John Langhorne - English poetry - 1765 - 210 pages
...groaning plain, Gaunt wolves and fallen tygers in his train : Before them death, with fluieks direfts. their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to their prey. This, amongft many other paflages to be met with in the writings of COLLINS, (hews that bis genius... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1767 - 294 pages
...Here rocks alone, and taftelefs fands, are found, And faint and fickly winds for ever howl around. " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way \" Curft be the gold and filver, which perfuade Weak men to follow far-fatiguing trade ! The lilly... | |
 | English poetry - 1770 - 268 pages
...valley's pride, Why think we thefe lefs pleafing to behold, Than dreary deferts, if they lead to gold ? f< Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" O ceafe, my fears ! — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes of woe, What... | |
 | Moses Mendez - English poetry - 1770 - 334 pages
...groaning plain, Gaunt wolves and fullen tygers in his train : Before them death with fhrieks direfts their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to their prey. " Sad was the hour, and Jucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" . At that dead hour the filent... | |
 | England - 1772 - 418 pages
...defp'rate forrow wild, th* affrighted man Thrice figh'd, thrice ftruck his breaft ; and thus began : Sad was the hour and lucklefs was the day, When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way. The following defcription is animated. Here, where no fprings in murmurs break away, Or mofs grown... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 628 pages
...groaning plain, Gaunt wolves and fullen tigers in his train : Before them death with flirieks direfts their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to...I bent my way !" At that dead hour the filent afp fhall creep, If aught of reft I find, upon my fleep : Or fome fwoln ferpent twift his fcales around,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 380 pages
...groaning plain., Gaunt wolves and fullen tigers in his train : Before them death with flirieks direfts their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to...day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way I.'" At that dead hour the filent afp fliall creepy If aught of reft I find, upon. my fleep r Or fome... | |
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