...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 winged the shaft that quivered in his heart." Such are some of the lovely scenes to be found on the banks of the Trent, and such are a few of the...

...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 winged the shaft that quivered in his heart." Such are some of the lovely scenes to be found on the banks of the Trent, and such are a few of the...

...their own country. " So the struck Eaglo, stretched upon tho plain, No more through rolling cloud'- to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal...heart. Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel lie nursed the pinion which impelled the steel; While the eamo plumage that had warmed his nest Drank...

...the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd to plant the wound that laid thee low. So the struck eagle, stretched 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 quivered in his heart ; Keen were...

...the side of the poor old system, and reminds one of Byron's famous image of the wounded eagle : — So the struck eagle, stretched 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 quivered in his heart. Keen were...

...religious principles would thus come to be employed as a weapon against their dearly cherished faith. " So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Views his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were...

...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, Viewed his own feather in the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, but keener...

...: So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more thro' rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quiver" d in his heart : Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nufsed the pinion that impelled...

...Byron, also, in his " English Bards and Scotch Reviewers," in the beautiful lines on Kirke White : — " So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain. No...that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, hut keener far to feel He nursed the pinion that impelled the steel ; While the same plumage that had...

...throat cut •would do on the perpetrator, who could unblushingly stop to apostrophize his motives ! " So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No...soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, Winging the shaft that quivered in his heart. Keen were his pangs ; but keener far to feel He nursed...