 Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight : While the ploughman, 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...  The poetical works John Milton. Repr., with memoir, notes, &c - Página 22por John Milton - 1873Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1841 - 338 páginas
...o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe ; And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the...landscape round it measures Russet lawns and fallows gray, Wtiere the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 páginas
...o'er the furrow'd land ; And the milkmaid singeth blithe ; And the mower whets his scythe ; And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the...landscape round it measures, — Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do... | |
 | John Fisher Murray - 1842 - 322 páginas
...The clonds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe. And the mower...landscape round it measures; Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clonds do... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 páginas
...The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...landscape round it measures Russet lawns, and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 páginas
...hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe. And the mower whets his sithe, grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast, The laboring clouds do... | |
 | 1854 - 444 páginas
...high wood echoing still ; Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillock green. Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale." In this mosaic of sunrise, we find, on analysis, nothing but pebbles, not a jewel, not a rose ; there... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 páginas
...hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn...Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins...whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale 4 Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landskip... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, 4 Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landskip... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 páginas
...high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, 4 Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landskip... | |
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