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... fight , And must attest my pow'r and right . Forc'd to forego their native home My starving flaves at diftance roam , Within these woods I reign alone , The boundless foreft is my own ; Bears , wolves , and all the favage brood Have dy ...
... fight , And must attest my pow'r and right . Forc'd to forego their native home My starving flaves at diftance roam , Within these woods I reign alone , The boundless foreft is my own ; Bears , wolves , and all the favage brood Have dy ...
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... fight the prey's fecure : The hound is flow but always fure . And , had I his fagacious fcent , Jove ne'er had heard my discontent . The lyon crav'd the fox's art ; The fox , the lyon's force and heart ; The cock implor'd the pidgeon's ...
... fight the prey's fecure : The hound is flow but always fure . And , had I his fagacious fcent , Jove ne'er had heard my discontent . The lyon crav'd the fox's art ; The fox , the lyon's force and heart ; The cock implor'd the pidgeon's ...
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... a fheep was ty'd , The butcher's knife in blood was dy'd ; The patient flock , in filent fright , From far beheld the horrid fight ; A A favage Boar , who near them ftood , Thus 18 FABLE S FABLE V The WILD BOAR and the RA M.
... a fheep was ty'd , The butcher's knife in blood was dy'd ; The patient flock , in filent fright , From far beheld the horrid fight ; A A favage Boar , who near them ftood , Thus 18 FABLE S FABLE V The WILD BOAR and the RA M.
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... fight , In a whole skin , go , fleep to - night ; Or tell me , ere the battle rage , What wrongs provoke thee to engage ? Is it ambition fires thy breast , Or avarice that ne'er can rest ? From these alone unjustly springs The world ...
... fight , In a whole skin , go , fleep to - night ; Or tell me , ere the battle rage , What wrongs provoke thee to engage ? Is it ambition fires thy breast , Or avarice that ne'er can rest ? From these alone unjustly springs The world ...
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... fight for fame : The butcher's spirit - stirring mind To daily war my youth inclin'd , He train❜d me to heroic deed , Taught me to conquer or to bleed . Curft dog , the Bull reply'd , no more I wonder at thy thirst of gore , For thou ...
... fight for fame : The butcher's spirit - stirring mind To daily war my youth inclin'd , He train❜d me to heroic deed , Taught me to conquer or to bleed . Curft dog , the Bull reply'd , no more I wonder at thy thirst of gore , For thou ...
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Page 111 - He rais'd his head with whining moan, And thus was heard the feeble tone : ' Ah ! sons ! from evil 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?
Page 192 - She next the stately Bull implored, And thus replied the mighty lord: " Since every beast alive can tell That I sincerely wish you well, I may, without offence, pretend To take the freedom of a friend. Love calls me hence : a...
Page 104 - I must bid the world adieu, Let me my former life review. I grant my bargains well were made; But all men overreach in trade ; 'Tis self-defence in each profession ; Sure self-defence is no transgression.
Page 141 - I'll read my fable. Betwixt her swagging panniers load A farmer's wife to market rode, And, jogging on, with thoughtful care Summ'd up the profits of her ware ; When, starting from her silver dream, Thus far and wide was heard her scream : That raven on yon left-hand oak (Curse on his ill-betiding croak !) Bodes me no good.
Page 191 - Friendship, like love, is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, whom many fathers share, Hath seldom known a father's care. Tis thus in friendships; who depend On many, rarely find a friend.
Page 191 - And from the deep-mouthed thunder flies. She starts, she stops, she pants for breath ; She hears the near advance of death ; She doubles, to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy round ; Till, fainting in the public way, Half dead with fear she gasping lay. What transport in her bosom grew, When first the horse appeared in view ! " Let me," says she, " your back ascend, And owe my safety to a friend.
Page 30 - A giddy Wasp around her flies: He now advances, now retires, Now to her neck and cheek aspires. Her fan in vain defends her charms; Swift he returns, again alarms; For by repulse he bolder grew, Perch'd on her lip, and sipt the dew.
Page 164 - Tis conquest to assert your right. How cumbrous is the gilded coach ! The pride of man is our reproach. Were we...
Page 187 - Or crawls beside the coral grove, And hears the ocean roll above ; "Nature is too profuse...