 | Thomas Miller - 1847 - 140 pàgines
...language, such magnificent skies as I have many a time witnessed at these seasons of the year — " 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." HILTON'S " L'ALLEORO." And... | |
 | British empire - 1847 - 856 pàgines
...poet's eye in his early rambles — " Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms on hillock 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 singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 pàgines
...passage of his L' Allegro : — ' Sometime walking not unseen, By hedge-row ehnu, on hillocks green, — While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the...whets his sithe, And every shepherd tells his tale tinder the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 pàgines
...wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right aniinst ' . & . 1 . furrow'd land, And the milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scvthe, And every shepherd... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 pàgines
...Through the high wood echoing shrill, Sometime walking not unseen By hedge row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun...light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight, While the plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower... | |
 | John Milton - 1850 - 704 pàgines
...the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime 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 singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 pàgines
...Sometimes walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gato, Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames,...While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 pàgines
...the high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun...milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale. [Frmn "7Z Penseroso."] ADDRESS... | |
 | William Chambers - 1851 - 200 pàgines
...Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Sometimes walking not unseen By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun...furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the«iower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 pàgines
...Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes 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 milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd... | |
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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... 
