"A Savage Fury brandishes each Dart, / And reeking Slaughter steels each impious Heart."
— Hamilton, William, of Gilbertfield (c. 1665-1751)
Place of Publication
Glasgow
Publisher
Printed by William Duncan [etc.]
Date
1722
Metaphor
"A Savage Fury brandishes each Dart, / And reeking Slaughter steels each impious Heart."
Metaphor in Context
Nor do the English with less studious Care,
Observe the growing Progress of the War,
And for the feirce Encounter all prepare.
Keen Hesilrig, Arms all their glittring Bands,
A Thousand Swords shine in a thousand Hands.
A Savage Fury brandishes each Dart,
And reeking Slaughter steels each impious Heart
But oh! ye Gods shall yon weak Bands prevail,
When hot with Rage more numerous Troops assail.
May righteous Heaven still blast the lawless Might,
And the just Patriots vanquish in the Fight:
But now advancing near, they other meet
And with no friendly Salutation greet.
Stern Vengeance lowring Frowns on every Brow,
And hate Arms ev'ry Visage like a Foe.
Behold what diff'rent Passions now excite,
And join two Nations in the Toils of Fight.
Here Pride Ambition Arms each guilty Foe,
And Tyranny attends on ev'ry Blow.
Here Partiots stand, and boldly dare restrain,
The Tyrants growth and check th'Oppressors Reign
And the fair Cause of Freeedom to maintain.
Now all the Plains with Arms are cover'd o're,
And the bent Bow unloads its feathered Store.
From well stor'd Quivers but declining Light
And ruddy Vesper led the Starry Night:
Wallace withdrew where Cartlane Rocks on high
Erect their shaggy Tops and threat the Sky,
Safe shelter'd there the Scotish Heroes stay
And wait impatient for the rising Day,
Observe the growing Progress of the War,
And for the feirce Encounter all prepare.
Keen Hesilrig, Arms all their glittring Bands,
A Thousand Swords shine in a thousand Hands.
A Savage Fury brandishes each Dart,
And reeking Slaughter steels each impious Heart
But oh! ye Gods shall yon weak Bands prevail,
When hot with Rage more numerous Troops assail.
May righteous Heaven still blast the lawless Might,
And the just Patriots vanquish in the Fight:
But now advancing near, they other meet
And with no friendly Salutation greet.
Stern Vengeance lowring Frowns on every Brow,
And hate Arms ev'ry Visage like a Foe.
Behold what diff'rent Passions now excite,
And join two Nations in the Toils of Fight.
Here Pride Ambition Arms each guilty Foe,
And Tyranny attends on ev'ry Blow.
Here Partiots stand, and boldly dare restrain,
The Tyrants growth and check th'Oppressors Reign
And the fair Cause of Freeedom to maintain.
Now all the Plains with Arms are cover'd o're,
And the bent Bow unloads its feathered Store.
From well stor'd Quivers but declining Light
And ruddy Vesper led the Starry Night:
Wallace withdrew where Cartlane Rocks on high
Erect their shaggy Tops and threat the Sky,
Safe shelter'd there the Scotish Heroes stay
And wait impatient for the rising Day,
Categories
Provenance
Searching "heart" and "steel" in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
06/10/2005