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201 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters, and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walketh upon the wings of the wind.
255 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not thus the foe: his javelin aim'd above The buckler's margin, at the neck he drove. But Greece, now trembling for her hero's life, Bade share the honours, and surcease the strife.
121 ÆäÀÌÁö - Your fatal weapon gives the fureft blow; Draw quick! — yet fteady care with quicknefs join, Left the fhock'd barrel deviate from the line; So fhall fuccefs your ardent wifhes pay, And fure deftruction wait the flying prey.
246 ÆäÀÌÁö - Muse, thy sounding bow; Say through what paths of liquid air Our arrows shall we throw ? On Agrigentum fix thine eye, Thither let all thy quiver fly. And thou, O Agrigentum, hear, While with religious dread, And taught the laws of...
63 ÆäÀÌÁö - In falt'ring accents fung this plaintive ftrain. ' Unwelcome morn! full well thy low'ring mien, ' Foretells the flaughters of the approaching day; ' The gloomy fky laments with tears the fcene, ' Where pale -eyed terror re-aftumes her fway.
122 ÆäÀÌÁö - And fure deftruction wait the flying prey. As glory more than gain allures the brave To dare the combat loud, and louder wave ; So the ambition of the Sportfman lies More in the certain fhot than bleeding prize.
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - She faid; when lo! the Pointer winds his prey The ruftling ftubble gives the fear'd alarm; The gunner views the covey fleet away And rears th' unerring tube with fkilful arm.
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - To bring the percher from th' aerial bough. How fhall his thoughts the level that prepare With all the caution of mechanic care...
121 ÆäÀÌÁö - Purfue the fleeting mark with fteady aim. By temperate thought your glowing paffions cool, And bow the fwelling heart to Reafon's rule; Elfe when the whirring pinion, as it flies, Alarms your ftartled ear, and dazzled eyes, Unguided by the cautious arm of care> Your random bolts fhall wafte their force in air, They rife! they rife! Ah yet your fire...
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - The dreadful tale experience tells believe; « Dark heavy mifts obfcure the morning's face ' But blood and death fhall clofe the dreary eve.