...Eagles Wings 1 bore this Wren, 'till I was tir'd with foaring, And now he mounts above me. Good Heav'ns, is this, is this the Man who braves me ? Who bids...? Drives me before him, To the World's Ridge, and Iweeps me off like Rubbifh? Ven. Sir, we lofe time ; the Troops are mounted all. •dat. Then give...

...The following^ bold metaphors are alfo quite in chafaster, when Dryden makes his Antony fpeak them: Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tir'd with foaring, And now he mounts above me. Good heav'ns! is this, is this the man who braves me...

...fairly apply to his " fingular conduft what Anthony fays of Oc" tavius, in « All for Love ;' " Fool " Fool that I was ! upon my eagle's wings " I bore this wren, till I was tir'd with foaring, " And now he mounts above me." On this occafion the following lines were written,...

...fairly apply to his fmgular conduct " what Anthony fays of O&avius, in ' All 4C for Love ;' ..P .. •" Fool that I was ! upon my eagle's wings " I bore this wren, till I was tir'd with foaring, •" And now -he mounts above me." On this occafion the following lines were written,...

...You conquer'd for him : Philippi knows it ; there you fhar'd with him ' That empire, which your fword made all your own, ' Ant. Fool that I was,. upon my eagle's wings *• I bore this wren, 'till I was tir'd with foaring, ' And now he mounts above me. 4 Good Heav'ns, is this, is this the man who braves...

..." Philippi knows it : there you fhar'd with him " That empire which your iword made all your owtr; Ant.. " Fool that I- was! upon my Eagle's wings ' I bore this wren till I was tir'd with foaring, ' And now he mounts above me. ' Good Heav'ns ! is this, is this the. man who braves...

...You conquer'd for him : Philippi knows it ; there you ftiar'd with him That empire, which your fword made all your own, ' Ant. Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, 'till I was tir'd with foaring,. And now he mounts above me. Good Heav'ns, is this, is this the man who braves...

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...fourscore thousand men, of whom each one Is braver than himself? Vent. You conquered for him ; Philipp! knows it : there you shared with him That empire,...braves me, Who bids my age make way, drives me before To the world's ridge, and sweeps me off like rubbish? Vent. Sir, we lose time ; the troops are mounted...

...fourscore thousand men, of whom each one Is braver than himself ? Vent. You conquered for him ; Philippi knows it : there you shared with him That empire,...braves me, Who bids my age make way, drives me before To the world's ridge, and sweeps me off like rubbish? Vent. Sir, we lose time ; the troops are mounted...