See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: 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, and scarlet-circled... The Rights of Animals: And Man's Obligation to Treat Them with Humanity - Seite 57 von William Hamilton Drummond - 1838 - 216 Seiten Vollansicht -
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