 So the struck Eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling 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...  Lord Byron's Works - Página 43de George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Orme - 1869 - 376 páginas
...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 of his bleeding breast." The last entry in his journal describes the commencement of the attack which terminated his earthly... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1870 - 768 páginas
...far to feel, He nursed the pinion which impell'd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warm'd h, # enlighten'd days, That splendid lies are all the poet's praise ; That strain'd invention, ever on the... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1870 - 382 páginas
...heart; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impell'd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warmed his nest, Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast. From English Sards and Scotch Reviewers. 18. We close these extracts, which might easily be extended... | |
 | Charles Sumner - 1870 - 462 páginas
...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 of his bleeding breast." That we may fully estimate this system of conduct in its enormity, we must call to mind the evils of... | |
 | 1871 - 476 páginas
...269 Keen were his pangs ; but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion that impelled the steel, "While the same plumage that had warmed his nest, Drank the last life-drop from his bleeding breast ! LORD BYRON. Hymn to Adversity. DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1872 - 776 páginas
...be, who say, in these enlighten'd days, That splendid lies are all the poet's praise ; That strain'd invention, ever on the wing, Alone impels the modern bard to sing : "Tis true, that all who rhyme—nay, all who write. Shrink from that fatal word to genius—trite ; Yet truth will sometimes... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873 - 898 páginas
...far to feel, He nursed the pinion which ImpelTd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast. > There be, who say, in these enllghten'd days, That splendid lies are all the poet's praise ; That strain'd invention, ever on the... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1874 - 644 páginas
...5 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 of his bleeding breast. A frightful, but a true picture, is drawn of the evils of slavery, where it existed ; not least of... | |
 | Charles Carroll Bombaugh - 1874 - 876 páginas
...were his pangs, but keener far to feel lie nursed the pinion which impelled the steel, While tho samo plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast BYRON : On the Death of Kirke White. WALLER says, in his Lines to a Lady singing a song of hit own... | |
 | Charles Sumner - 1875 - 454 páginas
...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 of his bleeding breast." That we may fulljr, estimate this system of conduct in its enormity, we must call to mind the evils... | |
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