 | Peter Pindar - 1804 - 180 страница
...oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy; Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, • I woo to hear thy even-song...Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water' d shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or, if the air will not... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 страница
...oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy; Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among,. I woo to hear thy even-song...Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or, if the air will not... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 страница
...And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring ruoon Hiding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led...she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud; Oft on n plat of rising ground I hear the ftr-off curfew sound. Over some wide water'd shore, Swinging slow... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 страница
...wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heav'n's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd,...of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfeu sound, Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or, if the air will not permit, Some... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 540 страница
...oak: Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song;...highest noon,^| Like one that had been led astray And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a phrt of rising ground,... | |
 | William Hayley - 1810 - 418 страница
...oak: Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song;...behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon,Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1811 - 400 страница
...circumstances in descriptive writing. Take, for instance, the following passage from the Penseroso: 1 walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold...Oft, on a plat of rising ground, , I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide watered shore, Swinging slow with solemn roar : Or, if the air will not... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 страница
...even-song, And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that...Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfcu sound Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow wilh sullen roar; Or, if the air will not... | |
 | 1840 - 876 страница
...need of a guide to lead her along the sea-like sameness of the untrodden sky ? " I walk unseen On tne dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering Moon...Heaven's wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud." May we not readily, too, assimilate the course that she thus... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 страница
...even-song ; And missing thue, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had...as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloudy Oft on a plat of rising ground I hear the far-off curfew sound, MS Over some wide-water'd shore,... | |
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Gently o'er the accustom'd 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 ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold... 
