...the eastern gate Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light. The clouds m thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman near at hand. Whistles o'er the furrowed land ; And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his sythe, And every shepherd...

...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...milk-maid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scithe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught...

...high wood echoing shrill ; Oft listening how the hound and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn ; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blythe, And the mower whets his scythe." How beautifully does he scatter the fragrance of meadows over...

...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 near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd...

...hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale." The United States, in the immense magnitude and fertility of their domain, embracing a great variety...

...hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale." The United States, in the immense magnitude and fertility of their domain, embracing a great variety...

...forth ; we know that lively season When the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale." The famous Glastonbury Thorn has been the theme of many a marvellous tale. On the south-west side of...

...peculiar to their nation, have generally invested it with this character. Thus Milton says, — •' And every shepherd tells his tale. Under the hawthorn in the dale." And Shakspeare, in " Henry the Sixth:" — " Gives not a hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds...

...against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, eo Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, <2 dull] K. Hen. V. act iv. chorus, ' Piercing the night's dull ear.' Steevens. 46 good morrow] Browne's...

...know that lively season,— 3K 4 1 When the milkmaid lingcth blylhe, Anil the mower whcU his scythe. And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale ;' and with these, ami a thousand such associations as these, we cannot but feel emotions of no ordinary...