 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 str.
...how sweetly Milton has called the flowers together ! " Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers rise, Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On...the swart star sparely looks ! Throw hither all your quaint-enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honey'd showers, And purple all the ground with... | |
 | Stanhope Busby - 1837 - 132 str.
...cries, Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild...use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, Ou whose fresh lap the swurt star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That... | |
 | John Milton - 1838 - 496 str.
...Muse, And call the vales, and hid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. 135 Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Thomas Keightley - 1838 - 1120 str.
...Qa\a.aaovi>nos. Could that strange poet have alluded to the practice of mixing sea-water with wine ? b Ye vallies low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Milton - 1839 - 496 str.
...Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. 135 Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | 1840 - 372 str.
...past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 str.
...cost Their bells, and flowerets of о thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers u.«o ihe fiend thus answer'd, frowning stem. "Not that I less endure or shr swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'il eye», That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 str.
...past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys...star sparely looks , Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honey 'd showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 str.
...past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast he grasshopper did keep ; Yet all these sounds yblent...above, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood ; Where swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 830 str.
...past, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast ng'd from him. That life of pleasure, and that soul of whim! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
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Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds,... 
