 | John Milton - 1994 - 630 sivua
...Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening bright 30 Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long; And old Damaetas100 loved to hear our song. But, oh! the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone,... | |
 | John Milton - 1994 - 360 sivua
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 | Hugh Kenner - 1995 - 342 sivua
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 | Paul Alpers - 1997 - 448 sivua
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 | William Riley Parker - 1996 - 708 sivua
...morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till...From the glad sound would not be absent long, And old Damaetas loved to hear our song. (25-36) It is enough if we realize that Milton and King — like countless... | |
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Oft till the star that rose at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Tempered to the oaten flute ; Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would... 
