 | English poetry - 1869 - 328 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, 160 Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 páginas
...the slumbering morn. From the side of some hoar hill. Thro' the high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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 Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 páginas
...hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, or hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where...near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 páginas
...slumbering morn, F"ro^n the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill ; ^^me rime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid siugeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the... | |
 | John Milton - 1871 - 530 páginas
...slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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 Bell - 1872 - 420 páginas
...slumbering Morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singcth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his talcUnder the... | |
 | John Milton, Edward Phillips - 1872 - 614 páginas
...slumbering morp, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill • Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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... | |
 | Anthologia Anglica - 1873 - 512 páginas
...And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the...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 Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill ; Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Kight ood-drops on his forehead, a spearwound in his side,...nail-prints in his feet, andin his hands spread wide. And milkmaid singeth blithe, ¡ And the mower whets his scythe, \ And ever)- shepherd tells his tale !... | |
 | John Milton - 1873 - 606 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Eight against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins...near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the... | |
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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 begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While... 
