| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 sivua
...Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey-fly winds her sultry horn. Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night Oft till the star, that rose, at evening, bright, Tovv'rds heav'n's descent had slop'd his west'ring wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 sivua
...Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey-fly winds her sultry horn, Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night Oft till the star, that rose, at evening, bright, Tow'rds heav'n's descent had slop'd his west'ring wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 sivua
...morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening how to be one : urging That my bad tongue (by their...so) Forespeaks their cattle, doth bewitch their co slop d bis westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Temper' d to the oaten flute... | |
| 1847 - 482 sivua
...morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Towards heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel, Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,... | |
| 1847 - 488 sivua
...morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Towards heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel, Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,... | |
| Book - 1847 - 216 sivua
...morn, We drove afield ; and both together heard What time the grey fly winds her sultry horn, Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening bright T' wards heaven's descent had slop'd his westering wheel. But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone,... | |
| William Hazlitt - 1849 - 290 sivua
...Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten flute : Rough satyrs danced, and fauns...From the glad sound would not be absent long, And old Dametas loved to hear our song. But oh ! the heavy change, now thou art gone. Now thou art gone, and... | |
| George Croly - 1849 - 416 sivua
...morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till...evening bright Toward heaven's descent had sloped his west'ring wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Tempered to the oaten flute ; Rough Satyrs... | |
| George Croly - 1849 - 428 sivua
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| 1991 - 628 sivua
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