 | Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 744 pages
...Awake ; the morning mines, and the frcfh field Calls as; we lofe the prime, to mark how fpring Oar tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops...myrrh, and what the balmy reed How Nature paints her colour*, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid fweet. Snch whifp'ririg wak'd her, but with... | |
 | John Milton - 1795 - 316 pages
...morning shines, and the fresh field zo Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extrafting liquid sweet. Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 608 pages
...19 Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. 35 Such whisp'ringwak'd her, but with... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 394 pages
...morning shines, and the fresh field 3O Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. 25 SUCH whisp'ring wak'd her, but with... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English essays - 1802 - 600 pages
...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, I 2 How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloam, extracting liquid s°*eeu' Such whispering... | |
 | 1803 - 422 pages
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 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 576 pages
...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing,... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 500 pages
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Awake: the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom,... 
