...we are now wit ncssing. ' Sometimes walking, not unseen, Through hedge-row elms and hillocks green. While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singing blythe, And the mower whets his scythe ; And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn...

...elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins his state, Rob'd ht to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad hus plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...

...elms, or hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand...land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower wets his scythe, » __„ And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight...

...green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun hegins his state, Rob'd in flames and amher light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight. While...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milk -maid singeth blithe, And the mower wets his sithe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the...

...his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The elouds in thousand liveries dight, While the plowman e the dry ehampaign Swells into eheerful hills ; seythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Strait mine eye hath eaught...

...high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, hot unseen, By hedge- row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun begins his state. Robed inflames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand,...

...elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun hegins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand...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...

...high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge- row elms, on hillocks green. Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun begins his state. Robed in flumes, and amber light. The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand,...

...clouds in thousand liv'ries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow 'd land, And the milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe, And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale / ^. Under the hawthorn in the dale, fa""'^ • Straight mine eye hath...

...which now claims the patronage of the amateur, eacli and all of these effects will be represented — ( Robed in flames and amber light, The Clouds in thousand liveries dight.' " The City, both in the olden and modern state, — environed with fortified walls and bastion towers...