 | English poetry - 1800 - 322 pages
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more the glassy brook reflects the day, But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaryM cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades,...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1805 - 264 pages
...thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But chok'd with sedges works its weary way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 pages
..."/r/ • '/i< //i,'/,li//if<ftft><-''/'"/" ) No more the glassy brook reflects the day, But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way Along thy glades...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Alonif thy Blades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1809 - 604 pages
...half a tillage tints thy smiling plain ; Is'o more thy glassy brook. reflects the day, But, chok'd their car,1^ Not mend their minds: assometochupch repairs Not for the Afti tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the king... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 pages
...smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choak'd with sedges, worka its \veedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1809 - 308 pages
...But, choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sou u ding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1810 - 656 pages
...thy smiling plain : No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But chok'd with sedges works its weary way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest. The hollow-sounding...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, .And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
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And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing... 
