...Fold your flocks up ; for the air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. illiam Cullen Bryant string of crystal beads. See the heavy clouds low falling And bright Hesperus down calling The dead...

...make them free From dying flesh and dull mortality.' . . .' 'See the dew-drops, how they kiss Ev'ry little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of christal beads. See the heavy clouds lo*v falling, And bright Hesperus down calling The dead Night...

...make them free From dying flesh and dull mortality.' . . .l ' See the dew-drops, how they kiss Ev'ry little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of christal beads. See the heavy clouds low falling, And bright Hesperus down calling The dead Night from...

...flocks up, for the air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. JOHN FLETCHER. See the dew-drops how they kiss Every little flower...And bright Hesperus down calling The dead Night from under ground ; At whose rising mists unsound, Damps and vapours fly apace, Hovering o'er the wanton...

...dew-drops, how they kiss Every little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a string birth, But died when young, like things of earth....to watch : O'er ocean's dark expanse, To hail the miste unsound, Damps and vapors, fly apace, And hover o'er the smiling face Of these pastures ; where...

...air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. See the dewnlrops how they kit» Every little flower that is; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a mpe of crystal beads. See the heavy clouds low falling, And bright Hesperus down calling The dead night...

...selon l'usage du temps1, les jeunes hommes et les jeunes filles vont cueillir . des fleurs et échanger Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of crystal beads ; See thé heavy clouds low falling, And bright Hesperus down calling The dead night from under ground. (Ibid.,...

...Fold your flocks up ; for the air 'Gins 1 to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. See the dew-drops how they kiss Every little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a string of little beads. See the heavy clouds low falling, And bright Hesperus2 down calling The dead...

...paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. the Priest of Pan in Fletcher's Faithful Shephcrdest— ' Mists unsound, Damps and vapours fly apace, Hovering o'er the wanton face Of these pastures, where they come Striking dead both bud and bloom.' 127] Milton may here have remembered...

...paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. the Priest of Pan in Fletcher's Fai1hful Shepherdess — ' Mists unsound, Damps and vapours fly apace, Hovering o'er the wanton face Of these pastures, where they come Striking dead both bud and bloom.' 127] Milton may here have remembered...