 So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.  The British Essayists - Strana 237úprava: - 1808Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Mordecai Siegal - 2007 - Počet stránok 350
...discord, such sweet thunder. THESEUS My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flewed, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holloed... | |
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