...hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe, ot produced beyond the fifth act. . Of the style and uniformity, and that commonly called grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast, The laboring clouds do...

...o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe ; And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the...landscape round it measures Russet lawns and fallows gray, Wtiere the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often...

...o'er the furrow'd land ; And the milkmaid singeth blithe ; And the mower whets his scythe ; And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the...landscape round it measures, — Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do...

...light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight, While the plowman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Strait mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landskip round it measures; Russet lawns, and...

...The clonds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe. And the mower...landscape round it measures; Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clonds do...

...The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...landscape round it measures Russet lawns, and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do...

...hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe. And the mower whets his sithe, grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast, The laboring clouds do...

...great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the...shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale." In this mosaic of sunrise, we find, on analysis, nothing but pebbles, not a jewel, not a rose ; there...

...The clouds in thousand liveries dlght; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower...shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale." If I dared to be as rash as Addlson, I woqld say that this poem has for Englishmen the advantage of...

...And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet brier or the vine, 10 Or the twisted eglantine : While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sithe, 15 And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath...