 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 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 milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 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...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... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1851 - 874 sider
...eye in his early rambles — " Some time walking not unseen By hedge-row elms on hillock green, Bight against the eastern gate Where the great sun begins...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... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 424 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... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 sider
...the slumb'ring 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... | |
 | 1853 - 560 sider
...stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft listening how the hounds and horn Chearly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar...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, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 376 sider
...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 sithe, And every shepherd tells... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 372 sider
...cross-purposes. — 3 ' Unreproved : ' ie, innocent. — 4 ' Twisted eglantine : ' the honeysuckle. 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 sithe, And every shepherd tells... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 380 sider
...western bay : At last he rose, and twitch'd his mantle blue : To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new. 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 sithe, And every shepherd tells... | |
 | 1854 - 456 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...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... 
