 Till each with mortal hate his rival view'd; Now friends no more, nor walking hand in hand; But when they met, they made a surly stand; And glared like angry lions as they pass'd, And wish'd that every look might be their last.  The Works of the English Poets: Dryden - 66 ページSamuel Johnson 著 - 1779全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Ruth Morse, Barry Windeatt - 2006 - 296 ページ
...vivid visual touches and the inevitable insertion of the animal correlative: Great was their Strife, which hourly was renew'd, Till each with mortal Hate...walking Hand in Hand; But when they met, they made a surly Stand; And glar'd like angry Lions as they pass'd, And wish'd that ev'ry Look might be their... | |
 | John Dryden - 2003 - 1024 ページ
...die.' Great was their strife, which hourly was renewed. Till each with mortal hate his rival viewed. Now friends no more, nor walking hand in hand: But when they met, they made a surly stand And glared like angry lions as they passed, And wished that every look might be their last.... | |
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