See ! there he creeps along ; his brush he drags, And sweeps the mire impure : from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs ; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha ! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair : but one loose more, and all His wiles... Mr. Jorrocks' Lectors: From Handley Cross - Page 112by Robert Smith Surtees - 1910 - 149 pagesFull view - About this book
| William Somerville - English poetry - 1804 - 176 pages
...impure : from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs ; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha ! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair : but one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark, through yon village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots, And leafless elms,... | |
| William Somerville, Thomas Park - 1808 - 354 pages
...impure; from his wide jaws His tongue umnoisten'dhangs; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Hah! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair: but one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark! through yon village novr The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots And leafless elms... | |
| Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 562 pages
...impure; from his wide iuws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair. But one loose more, and all His »iles are vain. Hark ! through you village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots, And... | |
| Richard Lawrence (veterinary surgeon.) - Dogs - 1816 - 550 pages
...Old Frantic, too, now pushes forward ; she knows, as well as we, the fox is sinking • On ! yet she flies, nor yields To black despair. But one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark ! thro' yon village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots, And leafless elms... | |
| William Somervile - 1817 - 90 pages
...impure; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs; symptoms too sure Of sudden death, Hah! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair: but one loose more, and all His wiles are vain, Hark! through yon village now ine rattlmg clamour rings. The barns, the cots And leafless elms... | |
| Ezekiel Sanford - English poetry - 1819 - 462 pages
...impure ; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Hah ! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair : but one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark ! through yon village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots, And leafless... | |
| John Aikin - English poetry - 1820 - 832 pages
...impure ; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs ; symptoms too sun Of sudden death. Ha! yet vain. Hark ! through yon village now 'Hie rattling clamour rings. The bams, tlie cots, And leafless... | |
| John Aikin - English poetry - 1821 - 402 pages
...impure ; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs ; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair. But one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark ! through yon village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the' cots, And leafless... | |
| Thomas Burgeland Johnson - Hounds - 1826 - 324 pages
...impure; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoisten'd hangs ; symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha ! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair. But one loose more, and all His wiles are vain. Hark ! through yon village now The rattling clamour rings. The barns, the cots. And leafless... | |
| 1868 - 522 pages
...impure ; from his wide jaws His tongue unmoistened hangs — symptoms too sure Of sudden death. Ha ! yet he flies, nor yields To black despair. But one loose more, and all His wiles are vain." The Chase. > " ' Look ! look ! did you see him ? there, in the middle of that large field, beyond... | |
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