 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1809 - 914 sider
...and he with eld foilore : His wither'd fist still knocking at death's door, Fumbling and driveling as he draws his breath, For brief, the shape and messenger...foregone, Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste ; Ne could she brook no meat but broths alone. Her breath corrupt, her keepers, every one, Abhorring... | |
 | Henry Headley - 1810 - 246 sider
...pil'd, and he with eld forlore : His withred fist still knocking at Death's door, Fumbling and driveling as he draws his breath, For brief, the shape and messenger...foregone, Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste, Ne could she brook no meat but broths alone. Her breath corrupt, her keepers every one Abhorring her,... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - 624 sider
...piled (bald) and he with eld forbore ; His wither'd fist still knocking at Death's door, Trembling and drivelling as he draws his breath — For brief, the shape and messenger of Death. Next follow Malady, Famine (struck by .Death) and War, with a copious and classical description of... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - 616 sider
...piled (bald) and he with eld forbore ; His wither'd fist still knocking at Death's door, Trembling and drivelling as he draws his breath — For brief, the shape and messenger of Death. Next follow Malady, Famine (struck by Death) and War, with a copious and classical description of the... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 432 sider
...and he with eld forlore, His wither'd fist still knocking at Death's door ; Trembling and driv'ling as he draws his breath, For brief, the shape and messenger of Death. 1 Happen. — * Bare. GEORGE GASCOIGNE WAS born in 1540', of an ancient family in Essex, was bred at... | |
 | Rowland Freeman - 1821 - 846 sider
...His scalp all pilled,* and he with eld forlore : His withered fist still knocking at death's door; f Fumbling and drivelling as he draws his breath; For brief — the shape and messenger of death. •Bold. t And every hour they knock at deathi's gate. — SPBNSER. And fast by him pale Misery was... | |
 | Thomas Warton - 1824 - 504 sider
...and he with eld forelore, His wither'd fist still knocking at death's door; .Fumbling, and driveling, as he draws his breath ; For brief, the shape and...messenger of Death. And fast by him pale MALADY was placed : Sore sick in bed, her colour all foregone ; Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste, Ne could... | |
 | Thomas Warton - 1840 - 548 sider
...and he with eld forelore, His wither'd fist still knocking at death's door; Fumbling, and driveling, as he draws his breath ; For brief, the shape and...messenger of Death. And fast by him pale MALADY was placed : Sore sick in bed, her colour all foregone ; Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste, Ne could... | |
 | Thomas Warton - 1840 - 550 sider
...and he with eld forelore, His wither'd fist still knocking at death's door ; Fumbling, and driveling, as he draws his breath ; For brief, the shape and...messenger of Death. • And fast by him pale MALADY was placed : Sore sick in bed, her colour all foregone ; Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste, Ne could... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 sider
...and he with eld forelorc, His wither'd fist still knocking at death's door; Fumbling, and driveling, nk up the sun. They drink and dance by their own light ; They drink and revel placed : Sore sick in bed, her colour all foregone ; Bereft of stomach, savour, and of taste, Ne could... | |
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Crookbacked he was, tooth-shaken, and blear-eyed, Went on three feet, and sometime crept on four, With old lame bones that rattled by his side, His scalp all pilled and he with eld forlore; His withered fist still knocking at Death's door, Fumbling and... 
