![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=C4YSAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Milton - 1753 - 418 pages
...to th* oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandals gray, He touch'd the tender flops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had ftretch'd out all the hills, I And now was dropt into the weftern bay ; At laft he rofe, and... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=V6sDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Milton - 1753 - 374 pages
...to th' oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandals gray, He touch'd the tender flops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay: And now the fun had ftretch'd out all the hills, i90 And now was dropt into the weftern bay ; At laft he rofe,... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=gHIgAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 320 pages
...to th' oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandals gray, 'He touch'd the tender ftops of various quills, .' With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had ftretch'd out all the hills, 190 ' And now was dropt into the weftern bay; At laft he rofe,... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=Tx_zNcmYV8gC&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Bell - 1788 - 628 pages
...sang the uncouth swain to th' oaks and rills, And now the sun had streteh'd out all the hills, 190 And now was dropt into the western bay ; At last he rose, and twiteh'd his mantle bluei To morrow to fresh woods and pastures new. END OF YOLUME THIRD. HSFOETS of... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=sbQDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | English poets - 1790 - 342 pages
...to th' oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandals gray, He touch'd the tender flops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had ftretch'd out all the hills, 19* And now was dropt into the weftern bay; Al laft he rofe, and... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=ADEhAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Mrs. West (Jane) - 1791 - 246 pages
...Thus fang the uncouth Swain to th' Oaks and Rills, While the (till Morn went out with Sandals grey, He touch'd the tender Stops of various Quills, With eager Thought warbling his Dorick Lay. MILTON'S LYCIDAS. YORK! ' PRINTED BY W. BLANCHARDJ AND SOLD BY R, FAULDER, LONDON ; T.... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=RV8gAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | James Roach - 1794 - 272 pages
...fwain to th'oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandals gray, Hetouch'd the tender ftops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had ftretch'd out all the hills, And now was dropt info the weftern bay ; At laft he rofe, and... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=UjZjAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 740 pages
...to th' oaks and rill*. While the dill Morn went out with fandals gray, He touch'd the tender flops of various quills. With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had ftretcli'd out all the hills, And now was dropt into the weftern bay ; At laft he rofe, and... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=kTEJAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 pages
...fwain loth' oaks and rills, While the ftill morn went out with fandalsgray, He touch'd the tender fteps of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the fun had.ftretch'd cut all the hills, And now wasd»opt intothc wertern bay ; At laft he rofc, and twitch'd... | |
![](https://books.google.com.mm/books/content?id=5awDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Milton - 1807 - 434 pages
...Thus sang the uncouth swain to th' oaks and rilli, While the still Morn went out with sandals grey, He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With...thought warbling his Doric lay : And now the sun had streteh'd out all the hills, And now was dropt into the western bay ; At last he rose, and twiteh'd... | |
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