 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 740 pages
...; 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 the...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... | |
 | Thomas Sheridan - 1796 - 292 pages
...to mark how fpring " Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, • «* What drops the myrtle, and what the balmy reed, " How Nature paints her colours,...how the bee " Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid fweet." Now in a lower tone. What little is here given of Eve's fpeech muft be read in a manner expreffive... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 pages
...Awake, T z My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, 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 drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature... | |
 | John Milton - 1800 - 300 pages
...Awake,. My fairest, my espousYf, my latest found, Heav'n's last he^i gift, my ever ne\v delight, Awake i the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how hlows the citron-grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the halmy reed, How Nature... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 396 pages
...found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field 3O Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our...the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. 25 SUCH whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake. O SOLE... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 pages
...: ' Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight ! Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls...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... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 pages
...thus : Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight ! Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 498 pages
...thus : Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, 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 giove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...17. Awake, My fairest, my espoused, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls...spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove. And from Milton's original, observed by Addison. " Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 954 pages
...BLOW. ti. n. [blopan, Saxon.] To bloom ; to blossom. 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. Milton. This royal fair Shall, when the blossom of her beauty 's blmun, See her great brother on die... | |
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Awake : 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, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom... 
