 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 sivua
...rill. Oft till the star that rose at evening bright Toward heaveu's descent had sloped hiswest'ring wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,...From the glad sound would not be absent long, And old Damsetas loved to hear our song. But, O the heavy change ! now thou art gone, Xow tli;.u art gone,... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 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...wheel. Meanwhile, the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten flute ; Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 424 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...wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten flute ; Rough satyrs danced, and fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would... | |
 | 1853 - 308 sivua
...drove a-neld, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our nocks with the fresh dews of night Oft till the star that...rose at evening bright, Toward heaven's descent had eloped his weacermg wheel." The close of this poem is exceedingly happy. The soul of the poet is buoyed... | |
 | 1852 - 874 sivua
...Mom, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the grey-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening h, 30 Toward Heaven's descent had slop'd his westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 350 sivua
...Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, [wheel. Temper'd to th" oaten flute, Rough Satyrs danc'd, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long, And old Damoetas lov'd to hear our song. 36 But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone,... | |
 | 1853 - 560 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...the glad sound would not be absent long ; And old Damsetas loved to hear our song. But O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and... | |
 | John Milton, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 376 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...rose, at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had slop'd his westering wheel. Mean while the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten flute... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 372 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...rose, at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had slop'd his westering wheel. Mean while the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten flute... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 344 sivua
...Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, [wheel. Temper'd to th' oaten flute, Rough Satyrs danc'd, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long, And old Damaetas lov'd to hear our song. se But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone,... | |
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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... 
