 We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening bright Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.  The Works of Samuel Johnson - Pàgina 150per Samuel Johnson - 1816Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | David Masson - 1859 - 718 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield ; and both together heard What time the gray -fly winds her sultry horn. Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening, bright, Towards Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 780 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, Wo drove afield ; and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star, that rose at evening, bright, 30 Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering... | |
 | David Masson - 1859 - 714 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield; and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening, bright, Towards Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | England - 1860 - 532 pàgines
...Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray -fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose, at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | John Milton - 1860 - 574 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the inorn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of nii^uL Oft till the star that rose at evening bright, Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pàgines
...Under the opening eye-lids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night; Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1896 - 640 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the grey-fly winds her sultry horn Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening bright Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel."... | |
 | Charles Stuart Calverley - 1862 - 230 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose, at evening, bright, Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | John Milton - 1862 - 568 pàgines
...Under the opening eye-lids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft, till the star that rose at evening, bright, Toward Heaven's descent had slop'd his west'ring wheel.... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1863 - 788 pàgines
...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield ; and both together heard What time the grny-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star, that rose at evening, bright, 30 Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering... | |
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