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" To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid... "
Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ... - Page 181
by Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 255 pages
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical ..., Volume 2

John Milton - 1843 - 364 pages
...at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-brier or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : VVhile the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness...From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Some time walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1843 - 826 pages
...rite ; 4 Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-brier, bounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering Mom, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high...
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English country life, by Martingale

James White - 1843 - 310 pages
...from the dove-cote; and though last, not least, the whole of the poultry progeny from the roost;— " While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear...the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before;"—* all throng, in eager and harmonious concert, around the door of the barn. Soon the Thresher throws...
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Select Works of the British Poets, in a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1843 - 830 pages
...my window bid good-morrow. Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, )r the twisted eglantine: rtTiile disease, But ; Ofb listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering Morn, From the side of some hoar...
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English Country Life

Martingale - 1843 - 314 pages
...from the dove-cote; and though last, not least, the whole of the poultry progeny from the roost;— " While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin; And to the stack, or the harn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before ;"—* all throng, in eager and harmonious concert, around...
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English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844 - 110 pages
...rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the...From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Eight against...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 1

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 pages
...rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-brier, ( 1L4M4N4++M# H ' H2F4 , $ $ +P3O barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the...
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The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, Volume 11

1854 - 444 pages
...command. See if he uses any mouthing words. He is making the dappled (not golden,) dawn to rise : " While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before ; Oft listening how the hounds and horn, Cheerly rouse the...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 279

1913 - 878 pages
...freshness of morning: — "To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, . . . While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames 'before: Oft llst'nlng how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the...
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Imagination and Fancy, Or, Selections from the English Poets: Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 pages
...Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow;, Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted...From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Kight against...
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