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" My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the... "
The lady of the lake; a poem - 279 ページ
sir Walter Scott (bart.) 著 - 1811
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The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1810 - 433 ページ
...turret that o'er-hung Her latticed bower, the strain was sung. XXIV. jUp of tJje impusowts ^umgmatu My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grey-hound...in forests green, With bended bow and blood-hound free,For that's the life is meet for me. 10 1 hate to learn the ebb of time, From yon dull steeple's...

Supplement to the Rural Sports

William Barker Daniel - 1813 - 742 ページ
...complain, in these beautiful, and appropriate Lines. • ! • • ' My Hawk is tir'd of Perch and Food, My idle Greyhound loathes his Food, My Horse is weary...green, With bended Bow and Blood-hound free, For that's die Life is meet for Me. I hate to learn the Ebb of TIME, From yon dull Steeple's drowsy Chime, Or...

The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, 第 4 巻

Sir Walter Scott - 1818
...was snng. XXIV. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grayhonnd loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive tin-all. I wish I were as I have heen, Hunting the hart in forests green, With hended how and hloodhound...

The poetical works of Walter Scott, 第 6 巻

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820
...that o'erhung Her latticed bower., the strain was sung. XXIV. Hag of tijc imprison eB ftuntaman. " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grey-hound...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest green, With bended bow and blood-hound free, For that's the life is meet for me. " I hate to...

The Lady of the Lake: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1826 - 282 ページ
...sung-. XXIV. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle gray-hound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall,...sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, t anting the hart in forests green: ith bended bough and blood-hound free, >r that's the life is meet...

The Norwich Minstrel, Containing Several Hundred of the Most Admired and ...

1831 - 255 ページ
...When he hears the Last Whistle, he'll jump upon deckLAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. " Sir W. Scott. My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive...Hunting the hart in forests green, With "bended bow, and blood hound free, For that's the life is meet for me. I hate to learn the ebb of time, From yon dull...

The New sporting magazine, 第 12 巻

...salmon-river, killing his own game and eating his own yenison, surrounded and beloved by his clansmen — " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound...loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And T am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest-green, With bended...

The City of the Sultan, And, Domestic Manners of the Turks in 1836, 第 2 巻

Miss Pardoe (Julia) - 1837
...of our plague-prison, did I murmur out my own irritation in the words of the Mighty One of Song: " My hawk is tired of perch and hood. My idle greyhound...weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall." But even had we looked on the peasantry of Hungary at a less joyous moment, we could not have failed...

The City of the Sultan, And, Domestic Manners of the Turks in 1836, 第 1 巻

Miss Pardoe (Julia) - 1837
...of our plague-prison, did I murmur out my own irritation in the words of the Mighty One of Song : " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound...weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall." But even had we looked on the peasantry of Hungary at a less joyous moment, we could not have failed...

The City of the Sultan, and Domestic Manners of the Turks in 1836, 第 2 巻

Miss Pardoe (Julia) - 1837
...of our plague-prison, did I murtnur out my own irritation in the words of the Mighty One of Song: " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My hone is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall." But even had we looked on the peasantry...




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