 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 Seiten
...high wood echoing shrill ; Oft listening how the hound and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn ; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the...milkmaid singeth blythe, And the mower whets his scythe." How beautifully does he scatter the fragrance of meadows over the senses in his description of a citizen... | |
 | Samuel Phillips Newman - 1837 - 334 Seiten
...all his splendour floods the towered walls." " And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams." " Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun...begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light." " Thou'rt purpling now, O Sun, the vines of Canaan, And crowning with rich light the cedar tops of... | |
 | Samuel Phillips Newman - 1837 - 334 Seiten
...all his splendour floods the towered walla." " And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams." " Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun...begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light." " Thou'rt purpling now, O Sun, the vines of Canaan, And crowning with rich light the cedar tops of... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 954 Seiten
...the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun begins his state. Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries (light ; While the ploughman, near... | |
 | Bette Charlene Werner - 1986 - 328 Seiten
...begins his state Robed in Flames & amber Light The Clouds in thousand Liveries dight While the Plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the Furrow'd Land And the Milkmaid singeth blithe And the Mower whets his Scythe And every Shepherd tells his Tale Under the Hawthorn in the Dale.... | |
 | John Milton - 1994 - 630 Seiten
...elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, 60 Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand...liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whisdes o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And... | |
 | Peter C. Herman - 1996 - 294 Seiten
...labor in L'Allegro, the speaker is always looking at other people working. He watches the "Plowman near at hand, / Whistles o'er the Furrow'd Land, / And the Milkmaid singeth blithe, / And the Mower whets his scythe" (62-65). Certainly, otium is a convention of the pastoral... | |
 | Connie Robertson - 1998 - 686 Seiten
...darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before. 7515 'L'Ailegro' y friends, laymen and clerical. Old Foss is the name of his cat: His 7516 'L'Allegro' . Of herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phyllis dresses. 7517... | |
 | Donald Burrows, Rosemary Dunhill, James Harris - 2002 - 1268 Seiten
...&c &c echoing shrill. Recit: Beard Or let me wander, not unseen By Hedge-row Elms on hillocks green. Right against the Eastern Gate, Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames, & Amber Light. The Clouds in thousand Liveries dight. Song by Beard in the Sicilian... | |
 | Roland M. Kawano - 2004 - 100 Seiten
...din/Scatters the rear of darkness thin," and the various sun-greeters go about their tasks; While the Plowman near at hand, Whistles o'er the Furrow'd Land, And the Milkmaid singeth blithe. And the Mower whets his scythe, And every Shepherd tells his tale Under the Hawthorn in the... | |
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Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every... 
