...high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins...While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...high wood echoing shrill: Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...high wood echoing shrill : Sometimes walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Kight against the eastern gate, Where the great Sun begins...While the ploughman near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, Ana the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...high wood echoing shrill. Some time walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins...While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...elms, on hillocks green, Bright against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light,] The clouds in thousand...While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milk-maid singelh blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...Allegro, and observe how different a character is given to this same ' tricked and frounced' Morn, ' Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames...amber light. The clouds in thousand liveries dight,' The character of this sun-rise indicates the character of the ushering morn. Comus again speaks of...

...language, such magnificent skies as I have many a time witnessed at these seasons of the year — " Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins...While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...elms, on hillocks green, llight against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand...ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd laud, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his...

...day feel how true is that lovely picture — ' Where the great sun K'gan bis »täte, Kobed in flumes and amber light. The clouds in thousand liveries dight, While the ploughman near at hand \Yhistles o'er the furrow'd laud. And the milkmaid shigeth blithe, And the mower «hols his scythe,...