Now o'er their head the whizzing whirlwinds breathe, And the live desert pants, and heaves beneath ; Tinged by the crimson sun, vast columns rise Of eddying sands, and war amid the skies, In red arcades the billowy plain surround, And whirling turrets... Beauties of The Botanic Garden - Page 45by Erasmus Darwin - 1805 - 216 lehteFull view - About this book
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...Darts from above, and tears at each fell swoop With iron fangs the decimated troop. Now o'er their head the whizzing whirlwinds breathe, And the live desert...Long ranks in vain their shining blades extend, To demon-gixls their knees unhallow'd bend. — Wheel in wide circle, form in hollow square. And now they... | |
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