...wings. Short is his joy, he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Oh ! what avail his glossy varying dyes, His purple crest,...painted wings, and breast that flames with gold." It is thus that Pope introduces us to that gorgeous bird, the common or Colchian pheasant, whose scientific...

...panting beats the ground. Ah ! what avail his glossy varying dyes, His purpled erest and searlet-eireled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold 1 Pope's Windter Forett. Thiek around Thunders the sport of those, who with the gun, And dog impatient...

...wings; Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blnod.and panting beats the ground. Ah! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest,...painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?" No. 39 is another variety of this bird. It is the Argus Pheasant, a bird of recluse habits, solitary...

...Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah ! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest,...His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold 1 Nor yet, when moist Arcturus clouds the sky, The woods and fields their pleasing toils deny. 120...

...Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah I what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest,...His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold ? Nor yet, when moist Arcturus clouds the sky, The woods and fields their pleasing toils deny. 120...

...panting beats the ground. Ah ! what avails his glossy varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet circled profuse, their piercing genius planned, And swelled the pomp of peace their faithful ! HUNTING THE 1IARK IS WINDSOR FOREST. — THE FOWLER AND HIS GUN. Nor yet, when moist Arcturus clouds...

...: Short is his joy, he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Oh! what avail his glossy varying dyes, His purple crest...painted wings, and breast that flames with gold ! In 1713, the period to which our remarks have now brought us down, Pope commenced the translation of the...

...Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah ! ptune thus of man complain ? Neptune, tremendous o'er...and awful even in heaven's abodes, Ancient and great wings,and breast that flames with gold 1 Nor yet, when moist Arcturus clouds the sky, The woods and...

...Thus Pope says : — " Ah ! what avail his glossy varying dyes, His purpled crest, and scarlet circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that names with gold." In the woods, the female makes her nest of dry grass and leaves, and there she lays...

...bnt they That wing the liquid air, or swim the sea. — DRYDEN. EECE, see EASE. EECH, see EACH. EED. In genial spring beneath the quivering shade, Where cooling vapours breathe along the mead. — Pora. The light unloaded stem from tempest/reed, Will raise the youthful honours of his head. —...