...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 wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one...

...entitles II Penseroso, the ideas of which were exquisitely suited to my present wanderings of thought. 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...

...entitles II Penseroso, the ideas of which were exquisitely suited to my present wanderings of thought. 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...

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..."Lew Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight. Smoothing the rugged brow of night. Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most...Thee chauntress oft the woods among I woo to hear thy even song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooih-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

...Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; XTRACTS FROM THE SEASONS. MUiWF.ns IN SI-RIM;, The...he now shut up Within his iron cave, th' effusive evening-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring...

...song, In her sweetest, saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of night. Sweet bird that shimn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee chauntress oft the woods among I woo to huar thy even song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth.shaven green, To behold the...

...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 wandering moon, Biding near her highest noon, Like one...

...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...chauntress, oft the woods among, I woo to hear thy evening song : Nightingales begin to build about the end of April or the beginning of May ; they make...

...checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er th' accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird that shunn'st the noise of folly, 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 wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one...