 | John Milton - 1782 - 40 pàgines
...While the plow-man near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, 65 And the mower whets his sithe, And every shepherd...Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landskip round it measures; 70 Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray,... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 pàgines
...light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight, While the plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Strait mine eye hath ca\ight new pleasure! Whilst ihe landskip round it measures, Russet lawns and... | |
 | William Hayley - 1810 - 418 pàgines
...The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the plowman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landskip round it measures; Russet laws, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains,... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 pàgines
...Through the high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun...flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries diaht ; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd tend, And the milk-maid singeth... | |
 | 1822 - 284 pàgines
...the high wood echoing shrill: Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, .Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun..."While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singpth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 296 pàgines
...high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Bight against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins...While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
 | 1827 - 464 pàgines
...Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill. While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the...milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe. MILTON. Pray you come? I will; Albeit there is nought better Than disporting i'th greenwood.... | |
 | Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824 - 846 pàgines
...Through the high wood echoing shrill: Some time walking, not unseen, By hedgerow Elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun...the Milkmaid singeth blithe, And the Mower whets his scythe, And every Shepherd tells his tale Under the Hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught... | |
 | 1824 - 406 pàgines
...clowns. What a morning scene ! " Sometime walking not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green — While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And cv'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 484 pàgines
...hedge-row elms, on hillocks green,— " While the plowman near at hand, " Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, " And the milk-maid singeth blithe, "And the...Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, " Whilst the landskip round it measures; " Russet lawns, and fallows gray, " Where the nibbling flocks do stray;... | |
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Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every... 
