 | John Milton - 1707 - 480 стор.
...creep, By whifpering Winds foon lull'd aflecp. Towred Cities pleafe us then, . . ^ . And the bufie humm of men, Where throngs of Knights and Barons bold, In weeds of Peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of Ladies, whofe bright Eyes •. Rain influence, and judge the prife, Of Wit, or Arms, while... | |
 | Miscellany poems - 1716 - 426 стор.
...they creep, By whifpering Windes foon lull'd afleep. Towred Cities pleafe us then, And the bufie-humm of men. Where throngs -of Knights and Barons 'bold, In weeds of Peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of Ladies, whofe bright eies Rain influence, and judge the prife Of Wit, or ATITIS, while both... | |
 | John Milton - 1759 - 420 стор.
...they creep, 115 By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Towred cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, "Where throngs of knights and barons bold In wee'ds of peace high triumphs hold, 120 With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while... | |
 | John Milton - 1759 - 414 стор.
...they creep, 115 By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Towred cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, 120 With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while... | |
 | John Newbery - 1762 - 292 стор.
...bed they creep, By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With flore of ladies whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend... | |
 | Art - 1762 - 290 стор.
...bed they creep. By whifp'ring winds foon loll'd afleep. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of ladies whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend... | |
 | Richard Hurd (bp. of Worcester.) - 1765 - 362 стор.
...that took his fancy ; as appears from his Allegro — . - Towred cities pleafe us then And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 288 стор.
...bed they creep, By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes, Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both... | |
 | Richard Hurd - 1776 - 358 стор.
...them, that took his fancy ; as appears from his Allegro — Towred cities pleafe us then And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both... | |
 | Richard Hurd - 1776 - 354 стор.
...them, that took his fancy; as appears from his Allegro — Towred cities pleafe us then And the bufy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both... | |
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When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full... 
