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They briſk advance; then, on a ſudden ſtruck,
Retire diſorderd; then again approach,
In fond rotation ſpread the ſpotted wing
And ſhiver every feather with deſire.
And, indeed, has not nature given, to almoſt every creature, the ſame ſpontaneous ſigns of the various affections? Admire we not in other animals whatever is moſt eloquent in man, the tremor of deſire, the tear of diſtreſs (11), the piercing cry of anguiſh, the pity-pleading look, expreſſions that ſpeak the ſoul with a feeling
which
