...banks of the Isis, where, as I have sometimes heard him repeat, at fust with tears in his eyes, — ' Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, They drove afield, and both together heard What thne the gray fly winds his sultry horn.' In other...

...hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appear'd 25 Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star...

...can be excited by these lines ! ' We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night.' " And, finally, ': He who thus grieves will excite no sympathy." These are the critic's words : let...

...passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nurs'd upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appear'd 25 Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time...

...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the...night, Oft till the star, that rose, at evening bright, Towards heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,...

...tenderness can be excited by these lines! We drove a field, and both together heard What time the pray fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of We know that they never drove a field, and that they had no flocks to batten ; and though it be allowed...

...he knew Himself to sing and build the lofty rhyme. * * * * * we were nurst upon the self-same bill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade and rill. Together...drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flock with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star...

...upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind Without the meed of some melodious tear. Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield ; and both together heard What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn, Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star...

...passes, turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nurs'd upon the self-same hill, hould he obstruct my view Î . Then let me have the appear'd Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time...

...shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appear'd Under the opening eye-lids of the Mom, s agen : How light its essence ! how unclogg'd its powers, Beyond slop'd his westering wheel. MILTON. Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute, Temper'd to the oaten...