 | 1840 - 372 sider
...the 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... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1841 - 918 sider
...met a poet's eyes in his early rambles— " Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms on hillock green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great...at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land ; And the milk-maid singeth blithe. And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the... | |
 | John Fisher Murray - 1842 - 322 sider
...thin— 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...begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clonds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land,... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 sider
...slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Some time walking, not unseen, By hedgerow 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... | |
 | 1854 - 444 sider
...Through the high wood echoing still ; Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillock green. Right against the eastern gate, Where the great...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... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 sider
...And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft listening5 how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, 1 Unreproved — ie not subject to reproof,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 sider
...slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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 4 Under... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sider
...slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, An'd the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale,4 Under... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sider
...the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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, 4 Under... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 sider
...the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks...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, 4 Under... | |
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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... 
