...Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Or the twisted eglantine; While the cock, with lively...some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where...

...vine, Or the twisted eglantine; While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, Stoutly struts his dames before: Oft listening how...some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where...

...good-morrow Through the sweetbrier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine; While the cock with Evely din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the...hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering Morn, Prom the side of some hoar bill, Through the high wood echoing shrill; Sometime walking, not unseen,...

...doth rise; Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbrier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine; While the cock...the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the bam-doof , Stoutly struts his dames before; Oft listening how the hounds and hora Cheerly rouse the...

...lark begin his flight; And singing, startle the dull night, The frolic wind that breathes the spring While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts, his dames before. John Dryden (1631-1700), a renowned essayist, wrote in...