 Gently o'er the accustomed oak. 60 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...  Minor Poems - Page 19by John Milton - 1914 - 126 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John Milton - 1834 - 432 pages
...missing thec, I walk unseen 65 On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Hiding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heav'n's wide pathless way ; 70 And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.... | |
 | 1835 - 284 pages
...my forefathers — but felt that I was a stranger in that land. — WASHINGTON IRVING. THE CURFEW. Oft on a plat of rising ground I hear the far-off Curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar. — MILTON. THE word Curfew is derived from the Norman word, carrefou,... | |
 | Henry Halford Vaughan - 1836 - 76 pages
...and studied the mere outward image in order to write the following lines : To behold the wand'ring moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Thro' the heavens wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping thro' a fleecy cloud.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 pages
...Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleeey cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfen sound, Over some wide-water'd shoar, Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or if the ayre will not... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 pages
...Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleeey cloud. Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfeu sound, Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or if the ayre will not permit, Some still removed place... | |
 | 1837 - 646 pages
...'shaven green," or the " arched walks of twilight groves," he beheld the wandering moon, Riding in her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way." Milton realized the canon of Jonson ; what he borrowed he made his own by the art with which he adorned... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1837 - 242 pages
...green, To behold the wandering moon Riding near her highest noon : 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, O^er some wide watered shore Swinging slow with solemn roar ; Or, if the air... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1837 - 400 pages
...supposing that the shore moves. This is not a deception of the senses but of the reason. So when we " Behold the wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that has been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way And oft as if her head she how'd, Stooping... | |
 | Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1838 - 372 pages
...inimitably fine poems. Take, for instance, the following passage from the Penseroso : -I walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering...led astray Through the 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,... | |
 | John Milton - 1838 - 496 pages
...Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen 65 On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering...noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heav'n's wide pathless way ; 70 And oft, as if her head she bovv'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.... | |
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