 | John Milton - 1832 - 354 sidor
...the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; 60 Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...hear thy even-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen & On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like... | |
 | Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1832 - 378 sidor
...considered as inimitably fine poems. Take, for instance, the following passage from the Penseroso : —I walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green,...wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon : Like ene that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1833 - 654 sidor
...Penseroso : -I walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Killing' near her highest noon : Like one that had been led...her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | John Milton - 1834 - 498 sidor
...the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; 60 Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...hear thy even-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen 65 On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 sidor
...Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke. Gently o'er th' aceustom'd oke ; Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon Riding neer her highest noon, Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 sidor
...Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oke ; Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon Riding neer her highest noon, Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1837 - 382 sidor
...the reason. So when we " Behold the wandering moon Hiding near her highest noon, Like one that has been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless...her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud" Our senses tell us that the distance between the moon and the clouds varies. Unaccustomed to this motion,... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1837 - 478 sidor
...smoolli-ghaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Hiding near her highest noon. Like one that hath been led astray. Through the heaven's wide pathless...as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy rloud. " Then let some strance mysterious dream Wave with its wings in airy stream Of lively portraiture... | |
 | Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1838 - 372 sidor
...considered as inimitably fine poems. Take, for instance, the following passage from the Penseroso : -I walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To...her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curlew sound, Over some wide watered shore, Swinging... | |
 | 1838 - 544 sidor
...choly have something of a pleasing turn, when we fore» walk forth— To behold the wand'ring MOOD, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been...heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.— MILTON'S If Pcnseroso. We will consider chiefly the circumstances... | |
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Gently o'er the accustomed 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; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold... 
