She flies pursuit, she is shy, and wild, and timid, and will be best wooed by indirection.

Gleam on Cupid's wing, dear, At the least touch flies, Even lips may brush to dimness; Kiss me with your eyes.

Out from his feet the black mud flies, His jacket is far from white; Bother these boys with their dapper ties, Who come and compel me to turn my eyes Away from a nobler sight!

He flies from canton to canton in the freest country in Europe, obnoxious not only for his opinions but for his habits of life.

75 The proud OSYRIS flies his angry fair, Two houses hold the fashionable pair.

The flower has the smell of carrion; by which the flies are invited to lay their eggs in the chamber of the flower, but in vain endeavour to escape, being prevented by the hairs pointing inwards; and thus perish in the flower, whence its name of fly-eater.

When heaven's high vault condensing clouds deform, Fair AMARYLLIS flies the incumbent storm, [Amaryllis, l. 152.

The excellence of this contrivance for robbing the flowers of their honey, keeps this beautiful insect fat and bulky; though it flies only in the evening, when the flowers have closed their petals, and are thence more difficult of access; at the same time the brilliant colours of the moth contribute to its safety, by making it mistaken by the late sleeping birds for the flower it rests on.

Round the dark craggs the murmuring whirlwinds blow, Woods groan above, and waters roar below; As o'er the steeps with pausing foot she moves, The pitying Dryads shriek amid their groves; 445 She flies,she stops,she pantsshe looks behind, And hears a demon howl in every wind.

Were it not for the occasional stamp of her fore leg, or the impatient side-toss of the head, to keep off the swarming flies, she might be carved out of marble.

It is an ordinary thing for women in such cases to scratch the faces, slit the noses of such as they suspect; as Henry the Second's importune Juno did by Rosamond at Woodstock; for she complains in a modern poet, she scarce spake, "But flies with eager fury to my face, Offering me most unwomanly disgrace.

Their holy days and adorations were all out as ridiculous; those Lupercals of Pan, Florales of Flora, Bona dea, Anna Perenna, Saturnals, &c., as how they were celebrated, with what lascivious and wanton gestures, bald ceremonies, by what bawdy priests, how they hang their noses over the smoke of sacrifices, saith Lucian, and lick blood like flies that was spilled about the altars.

[Footnote 22: "Non v'accorgete voi, che noi siam vermi, Nati a formar l'angelica farfalla, Che vola a giustizia senza schermi?" "Know you not, we are worms Born to compose the angelic butterfly, That flies to heaven when freed from what deforms?"

she demanded, sharply, as one who flies to arms.

With their yellow wings of vulcanized cloth, and their slender bodies, like long tails, they resembled so many dragon-flies, or "devil's darning needles," assembled in conclave upon the level floor.

Here and there were the motors, the driving power of the "dragon flies."

Having closely studied how the spider spreads her web to catch flies, he invented the art of knitting nets for fish, and taught it to his descendants; the pieces of native copper found along the shores of Lake Superior he took from his treasure house inside the earth, where he sometimes lives.

One of the Brahmins brushed off the flies from the intelligent countenances of the gods.

I catch bugs, flies, and worms.

The bee flies toward the flower.

He regards the people about him no more than the flies of a summer.

Or his account of the huge spiders that prey on bluebottles and gilded flies in green pathless forests; or of the great Pacific Ocean, that the natives look upon as the gulf that parts time from eternity, and that is to waft them to the spirits of their fathers?

The narrow street of the place reeked with filth and foul odours, and swarmed with a pestilence of flies.

And yet, the angel of my life replies, Upon that night a Morning Star shall rise, Fairer than that which ruled the temporal birth, Undimmed by vapors of the dreamy earth; It says, that, where a heart thy claim denies, Genius shall read its secret ere it flies; The earthly form may vanish from thy side, Pure love will make thee still the spirit's bride.

In fact, there seems to be some promise of its renaissance, and even yet, in the words of the ancient bard, despite the competition of taxis Like dragon-flies, The hansoms hover With jewelled eyes, To catch the lover.