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, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that... The Classical Journal - Сторінка 2961824Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1809 - 108 стор.
...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 far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel, W4iile the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1809 - 74 стор.
...clouds to soar again, 57O Viewed his own. feather on the fatal dart And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart: Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the pinion which impell'd the steel, While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1811 - 404 стор.
...clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart : Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the pinion which impell'd the steel, While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest, Drank... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1811 - 400 стор.
...clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart : Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the' pinion which impell'd the steel, While the same plumage that had watfm'd his nest, Drank... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1813 - 730 стор.
...clouds to soar again,. Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart: Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the, pinion which impelfd the steel, While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest, Drank... | |
| New Church gen. confer - 1847 - 510 стор.
...clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged Hie shaft that quivered in his heart ! Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel, He nursed the pinion that impelled the steel; While the same plumage that had wanned his nest, Drank the last life-drop of his... | |
| 1809 - 672 стор.
...rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart: Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the pinion which impell'd the steel, While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the... | |
| Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1816 - 398 стор.
...clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart : Keen were his pangs but keener far to feel He nurs'd the pinion which impell'd the steel, While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest, Drank... | |
| 1817 - 494 стор.
...clouds to soar again, Viewed his men feather on the fatal dart, Arid winged the shaft that quivered in his heart: Keen were his pangs, but keener far .to feel ; He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel, While the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop... | |
| 1818 - 724 стор.
...who fell a victim to his too ardent pursuit of science, with the following very striking simile: " So the struck eagle stretch'd upon the plain, No more...heart. Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nurs'd the pinion which impell'd the steel : While the same plumage that had warm'd bis nest, Drank... | |
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