...flight, ' And singing, startle the dull night ' From his watch-tow'r in the skies, ' Till the dapple dawn doth rise ; ' Then to come in spite of sorrow, ' And at my window bid good morrow.' MILTON'S L''Allegro. ' By Nature lad, ' A thousand shifts she tries.' SOMEEVILLK. ANIMALS which prowl...

...free ; 40 To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tow'r in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come in spite of sorrow,' 45 And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...

...free; 40 To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tow'r in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, 45 And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-briar , or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine:...

...— it seemed as if I had never heard wind before — whilst the sea looked more than enough disposed To come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow. Add to this, rolling, lurching, pitching, heaving, and groaning on the part of the ship, and 1 fancied...

...quantity of the same word perpetually, as Bishop Hare does ? If after these lines, which you quote, " Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow," Milton in the next page of his poem, had come with sorrow and good-morrow, would not...

...Lines from Ï Allegro To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing, startle the dull night. From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth...window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vino, Or the twisted eglantine : Wlnle the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin...

...free ; To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-towre in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come in spight of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted...

...free ; To hear the lark hegin his flight, And .singing startle the dull night, From his watch-towre in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come in spight of sorrow, And at my window hid good-morrow, Through the sweet-hriar, or the vine, Or the twisted...

...unreproved pleasures free. To hear the lark begin his flight, And, singing, startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth...to come, in spite of sorrow, And, at my window, bid good-morrow, Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively...

...And singing startle the dull night, From his wateh-tower in the skies, Till the dappled morn arise : Then to come in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine." No plant, perhaps, has...