 | Peter Pindar - 1804 - 180 страници
...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...Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound,... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 страници
...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...Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound,... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 страници
...Night: While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; Sweet hird, that shunn'st the noise of folly. Most musical, most melancholy...thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To hehold the wand'ring moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had heen led astray Through the... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 страници
...musical , most melancholy I Thee , chauntress , oft the wowls among , I woo to hear thy evening song: And , missing thee , I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven...her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Thro' the heav'n's wide pathless way : And oft as if her head she bow'd Stooping thro' a fleecy cloud.... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 540 страници
...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 страници
...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 страници
...circumstances in descriptive writing. Take, for instance, the following passage from the Penseroso: 1 walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold...Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, , I hear the far-off curfew... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 страници
...night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o er th' accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy...unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's... | |
 | 1840 - 876 страници
...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...head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud." May we not readily, too, assimilate the course that she thus purely and patiently pursues amidst the... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 страници
...oak : Sweet bird, that shun'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song...heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew... | |
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Gently o'er the accustomed 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 the... 
