Though he inherit Nor the pride nor ample pinion That the Theban Eagle bear, Sailing with supreme dominion Through the azure deep of air, Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms as glitter in the Muse's ray, With orient hues unborrowed of the sun: Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the good how farbut far above the great.

Lo, where a car of fire, on airy pinion, Comes floating towards me!

Though almost with eagle pinion O'er the rocks the Chamois roam, Yet he has some small dominion Which no doubt he calls his home.

As the chorus sings in Hippolytus: "O'er the land and booming deep, on golden pinion borne, flits the god of love, maddening the heart and beguiling the senses of all whom he attacks, savage whelps on mountains bred, ocean's monsters, creatures of this sun-warmed earth, and man; thine, O Cypris, thine alone, the sovereign power to rule them all.

The statue of Pygmalion moves; a joyous shudder comes over the astonished artist in the consciousness of his own immortality, and, as the eagle bore Ganymede, a divine hope bears him on its mighty pinion up to Olympus.

its fragile bloom was gone, Its gracile frame was sorely hurt, Its silken pinions drooped forlorn, Disfigured by the dust and dirt; Its life, a moment since so gay, So joyous in its dainty flight, Was slowly ebbing now away, Its too-brief day eclipsed by night.

strangebut now the word falls on mine ear Soft as the singing of a little child, Heaven's music on light pinions floateth near, Through all the strife of Earth, so harsh and wild; Time's stream is rippling on its marges clear.

even but for a little while; now do they drop, for now flag and droop those angelic pinions which are too humid and heavy with that atmosphere, from whence they could not wholly disengage themselves; the golden harps of heaven murmur in their entranced ears no longer; the smiles of the Sons of Peace fade from their enchanted sight; and the clouds of this nether world retain from their enamoured gaze, the treasures of infinity!

All this I saw while guided by the stroke Of unseen pinions: Then amid the smoke That rose o'er burning cities, I beheld White Khar-sak-kur-ra's brow arise that held The secrets of the godsthat felt the prore Of Khasisadra's ark; I heard the roar Of battling elements, and saw the waves That tossed above mankind's commingled graves.

As he had expressed it to Bruce only the night before: they had a crippled wing, and a bird with a broken pinion never soars so high again, even if it is a bird of fabric, wood and steel.

The gem in Eastern mine which slumbers, Or ruddy gold 'twill not bestow; 'Twill not subdue the turban'd numbers, Before the Prophet's shrine which bow; Nor high through air on friendly pinions Can bear thee swift to home and clan, From mournful climes and strange dominions From South to Northmy Talisman.

And now a thousand maidens stray, Or range the echoing groves; While, flutt'ring near, on pinions gay, Fan twice ten thousand loves, In that soft clime, at even time, Hope says" "Enough of this, Roderick," impatiently interrupted his master.

On boundless glory's giant pinions soar; Let Gallia tremble!

Around on every side, with glowing pinions, A circling band, as if from Jove's dominions, All wooing came, and sought with wily art, To steal away the youthful dreamer's heart.

Who shall say, then, what lands shall be overshadowed by the full-grown pinion?

He paused not, though years rolled weary and slow, And Time's hoary pinion drooped languid and low: He paused not till Man from his birth-place was swept, And the sea and the land in solitude slept.

On joyous pinions o'er the advancing host, Doth not triumphant conquest proudly soar?

In those hot summer-days, he carried her to a little brook that rippled across the meadow, and, sitting with her in his arms on the large smooth stones that divided those shallow waters, held her carefully while she splashed her tiny dimpled feet in the cool ripples, or grasped vainly at the blue-winged dragon-flies sailing past, on languid, airy pinions, just beyond her reach.

I perfectly recognize that feather as the feather which Milcah plucked from the left pinion of the Archangel Oriphiel when the sons of God were on more intricate and scandalous terms with the daughters of men than are permitted nowadays.

The day was still, the sun's bright glare Fell sheer upon the Temple's beauteous wall Withered by tropic heat, the air Let, like a bird, its listless pinions fall.

His eyesight and hearing are lost; Between life and death his blood freezes and thaws; And his two pretty pinions of blue dusky gauze Are glued to his sides by the frost.

Amid the circle, on the gilded mast, Superior by the head, was Ariel placed; His purple pinions opening to the sun, He raised his azure wand, and thus begun: 'Ye sylphs and sylphids, to your chief give ear!

Why, from the rank grass underneath my feet, Aside on ruffled pinion dost thou start, Sweet minstrel of the morn?

But the angel of death that had hovered so long over the darling babe, unfurled his sable pinions and flew away in search of another victim, and he is spared yet a little longer.

Are they upborne from the field on the slumberous pinions of angels Unto a far-off home, where the weary rest from their labor, And the deep wounds are healed, and the bitter and burning moisture Wiped from the generous eyes?