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No stop, no stay,—thy victim-steaming cell
I force,—and feed this godlike belly well.
I force,—and feed this godlike belly well.
Note 11, p. 54.]
Thunder'd amain and flash'd the sign of war.
Ne'er unto them doth Jove, all-seeing god,
Hang the fierce signs of wasting war abroad.
Hang the fierce signs of wasting war abroad.
Note 12, p. 54.] Forth flew the soul.
Dark clouds come o'er my eyes, farewell, good night:
Good night—my mighty soul's inclined to roam,
So make my compliments to all at home.
Bomb. Furioso.
Good night—my mighty soul's inclined to roam,
So make my compliments to all at home.
Bomb. Furioso.
Note 13, p. 54.] Then on the bank did Pool.
Captain. Yes Poole.
Suffolk.Poole?
Captain.Poole? sir Poole? lord [Poole]?
Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt
Troubles the silver spring where England drinks.
Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth,
For swallowing the treasure of the realm.
Henry Sixth, Part ii, act. iv, s. 1.
Suffolk.Poole?
Captain.Poole? sir Poole? lord [Poole]?
Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt
Troubles the silver spring where England drinks.
Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth,
For swallowing the treasure of the realm.
Henry Sixth, Part ii, act. iv, s. 1.
Note 14, p. 56.]
Ye gods! I faint, my spirit faints with fright.
Oh! shuddering fancy quails beneath the scene.
Erving Scott's Waterloo.
Erving Scott's Waterloo.
Note 15, p. 56.] And earth's grim race.
Talis erat belli facies, cum Pelion ingens
Mitteret in cœlum Briareus, solioque Tonantem
Mitteret in cœlum Briareus, solioque Tonantem