 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 the star that rose at evening bright Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.  Milton, with an Introduction and Notes - Страница 52по Samuel Johnson - 1892 - 139 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1843 - 718 страници
...how much he must miss the companion of Ыэ labours, and the partner of his discoveries ; bul what 17(17, a th heanï What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Baaeiiiug our flocks with the fresh dewe of night."... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 страници
...Under the opening eyelids of the 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, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 страници
...Under the opening eye-lids of the Mom, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the grey-fly d Oft till the star, that rose, at evening bright, 30 Toward Heaven's descent had slop'd his westering... | |
 | John D'Alton - 1845 - 364 страници
...the glimmering eyelids of the 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 the even star bright Towards Heaven's descent had sloped his burnished wheel. ******** But,... | |
 | John D'Alton - 1845 - 360 страници
...the glimmering eyelids of the 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 the even star bright Towards Heaven's descent had sloped his burnished wheel. »«»»**»»... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 512 страници
...the opening eye-lids of the morn, We drove a-ficld: and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night. Oft still the star that rose at evening bright Towards Heaven's descent had sloped hU westering wheel.... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 510 страници
...the opening eye-lids of the 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 still the star that rose at evening bright Towards Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1846 - 714 страници
...labours, and the partner of his discoveries ; but what image of tenderness can be excited by there lines? "We drove a field, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flock* with the fresh dews of night." We know that they... | |
 | 1847 - 488 страници
...of his discoveries. But what image of tenderness can be excited by the lines, — "We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey fly winds...Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night." In the very concentrated essence of matter-of-factism — if we may coin such a word — Johnson profoundly... | |
 | 1847 - 482 страници
...of his discoveries. But what image of tenderness can be excited by the lines, — "We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey fly winds...Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night." In the very concentrated essence of matter-of-factism — if we may coin such a word — Johnson profoundly... | |
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