...reading. — It reminds me of the critical controversy respecting a passage in " L' Allegro, "— " And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale." The unsusceptible critic maintained that the shepherd did but count, or take the tale of his sheep....

...AVhistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milk-maid siugeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine Aye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray,...

...against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight. While the ploughman,...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught...

...against the eastern gate, Where the great sun Begins his state, Rob'd in flames and amber light, • The clouds in thousand liveries dight, While the ploughman,...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught...

...pleasure of hearing the labouring people sing has not been forgotten by Milton, in his L'Allegro ; While the ploughman near at hand, ' Whistles o'er...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Servius says, that frondator...

...struts his dames hefore : Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumhering morn ; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milk-maid singing hlythe, And the mower whets his scythe ; And every shepherd telU his tale. Under the hawthorn...

...his " L' Allegro :" " Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms on hillocs green, ****** When the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his siihe ; And ev'ry shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught...

...passage of his L'Allegro : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green. »**»•. While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blythe, And the mower whets his scythe ; And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the...

...against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman,...the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught...

...against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light The clouds in thousand liveries dight; "While the ploughman,...Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singpth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn...