...Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustomed oak. 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 one...

...Smoothing the rugged brow of Night ; While Cynthia checks her dragon-yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak. Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo, to hear thy ev'ning song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

...Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently, o'er the accustom 'd oak : Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...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 one...

...oak ; Sweet bird, that, shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, 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 the wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one...

...the rugged brow of night, ; While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustomed oak ; Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evening song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth shaven green, To behold the wandering...

...night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustomed oak: Sweet bird, that ehunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy...hear thy even-song; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon Eiding near her highest noon, Like one...

...Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustom'd oak : Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evening song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

...night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke. Gently o'er the accustomed oak ; 7 Sweet bird that shuan'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evening song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth shaven green, To behold the wandering...

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...the accustom'd oak, Sioeet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy!11 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 the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one...