Murmurest, Dniéper, still, and flow'st for ever.
MARSTON; OR, THE MEMOIRS OF A STATESMAN.
PART VII.
Have I not in my time heard lions roar?
Have I not heard the sea, puft up with wind,
Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field,
And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?