 | Peter Adam Schenck - 1851 - 320 pàgines
...black-bird's mellow voice is shrill. My dog, so alteied is his taste, Quits mutton bones, on grass to feast ; And see, yon rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate...with sorrow, Our jaunt must be put off to-morrow." 5* Every one ought to know that there is a great different* in the productiveness and flavor of our... | |
 | Frederic Charles Cook - 1851 - 118 pàgines
...a russet coat is drest ; My dog, so alter'd in his taste, Quits mutton bones — on grass to feast; And see yon rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate...see with sorrow Our jaunt must be put off to-morrow. JENNER. ADDRESS TO A CHILD. BY A FEMALE FRIEND OP THE AUTHOR. What way does the wind come? What way... | |
 | John Fleming - 1851 - 272 pàgines
...Toice is shrill. The dog, so alter'd in his taste, Quits mutton bones, on grass to feast. Behold the rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate the gliding...precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. The tender colts on back do lie, Nor heed the traveller passing by. In fiery red the sun doth rise,... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1852 - 584 pàgines
...voice is shrill ; The dog, so altcr'd in his taste, Quits mutton-bones on grass to feast. liebold the rooks, how odd their flight, — They imitate the...precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. The tender colts on back do lie, Nor heed the trav'ler passing by ; In fiery red the sun did rise,... | |
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 pàgines
...And in the rapid eddy plays ; My dog, so alter'd in his taste, Quits mutton-bones on grass to feast ; And see yon rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate the gliding kite, Or seem precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball : — 'Twill surely rain, — I see... | |
 | 1853 - 404 pàgines
...the air is still, The dog, so altor'd in his taste, Quits mutton-bones on grass to feast. Behold the rooks, how odd their flight ! They imitate the gliding...precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. The tender colts on back do lie, Nor heed tho trav'ler passing by ; In fiery red the sun did rise,... | |
 | John Latham - 1853 - 304 pàgines
...blackbird's voice is shrill ; My dog, so altered in his taste, Quits mutton bones on grass to feast ; And see yon rooks, how odd their flight ! They imitate the gliding kite, Sus praeter solitum trepidat, nee stertere cessat ; Morsibus exagitat musca molesta boves. En humilis... | |
 | 1854 - 588 pàgines
...mutton bones , on grass to feast. Behold the rooks, how «Id their flight, They imitate the eliding kite, And seem precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. The tender colu on back do lie, Mor heed the traveller passing by. In uery red the sun doth rise, Then... | |
 | 1854 - 402 pàgines
...hills are looking nigh ; Hark, how the chairs and tables crack' Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; And see yon rooks how odd their flight ! They imitate the gliding kite, Or seem precipitate to fall As if they felt the piercing ball ; How restless are the snorting swine... | |
 | T.B. Butler - 1856 - 438 pàgines
...And in the rapid eddy plays. My dog, so altered in his taste, Quits mutton-bones, on grass to feast ; 'And see yon rooks, how odd their flight! They imitate the gliding kite : Or seem precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. 'Twill surely rain ; I see, with... | |
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Quits mutton-bones on grass to feast ; And see yon rooks, how odd their flight, They imitate the gliding kite, And seem precipitate to fall, As if they felt the piercing ball. 'Twill surely rain, I see with sorrow, Our jaunt must be put off to-morrow. 
