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" Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green... "
The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors ... - Sivu 422
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The British Essayists: Spectator

Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 322 sivua
...entitles II Penseroso, the ideas of which were exquisitely suited to my present wanderings of thought. And missing thee I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven...moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping...

The British Essayists: Spectator

1823 - 398 sivua
...entitles II Penseroso, the ideas of which were exquisitely suited to my present wanderings of thought. Sweet bird! that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo to hear thy ev'ning song : And missing thee I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Niteet 9–10

British essayists - 1823 - 806 sivua
...entitles II Penseroso, the ideas of which were exquisitely suited to my present wanderings of thought. Sweet bird! that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo to hear thy ev'ning song : And missing thee I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand' ring...

The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Niteet 1–2

British anthology - 1824 - 460 sivua
...oak : Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song...unseen On the dry smooth^shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Biding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's...

Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present ...

William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 sivua
...Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; XTRACTS FROM THE SEASONS. MUiWF.ns IN SI-RIM;, The...he now shut up Within his iron cave, th' effusive evening-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors ..., Nide 2

John Milton - 1824 - 580 sivua
...song, In her sweetest, saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of night. Sweet bird that shimn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee chauntress oft the woods among I woo to huar thy even song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth.shaven green, To behold the...

The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems and Correspondence ..., Nide 1

Thomas Gray - 1825 - 346 sivua
...brown, that Sylvan IHIT.. Sweet bird, that shun'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy I Thee chauntress oft the woods among I woo to hear thy even-song ; And missing thee, 1 walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest...

The Circulator of useful knowledge, amusement, literature, science and ...

1825 - 424 sivua
...entitled " II Penseroso," he thus speaks of this enchanting songstress : — - " Sweet bird that shun'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, , - 1 woo to hear thy even song." That beautiful little bird the wryneck follows next, preceding the...

A History of British Birds, Nide 1

Thomas Bewick - 1826 - 446 sivua
...Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustomed oak : Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evening song : Nightingales begin to build about the end of April or the beginning of May ; they make...

Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ...

George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sivua
...oak: Sweet bird, that shunnest the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song...unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, TO behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's...




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