tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon... The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ... - Page 255 1806 - 380 pages Full view -
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