 | John Newbery - 1762 - 292 pagina’s
...chimney's length, Balks at the fire his hairy ftrength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the firft cock his matin rings, Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where... | |
 | Art - 1762 - 290 pagina’s
...• . And ftretch'd out all the chimney's length, And crop-full out of doors he ffings, Ere the firft cock his matin rings, Thus done the tales, to bed they creep. By whifp'ring winds foon loll'd afleep. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where... | |
 | Thomas Warton - 1762 - 264 pagina’s
...&c Then lies him down the LUBBAR-J-IIND : >»'• And ftretcht out all the chimney's length, Bafkes at the fire his hairy Strength ; And crop-full out of doors he flings, E'er the lirfi cock his mattin rings. The Golilin is Shakefpeare's Robin GoudfclIvw, and the tradition... | |
 | 1780 - 226 pagina’s
...length,. Bafks at the fire his hairy ftrength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the firft cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whifp'ring winds ibon lull'd afleep.. Towered cities pleafe us then, And the bufy ham of men r Where... | |
 | John Milton - 1782 - 40 pagina’s
...the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, no And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his...crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his mattin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, 1 1 5 By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep.... | |
 | John Bell - 1788 - 628 pagina’s
...tire corn That ten day-lab'rers could not end; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend, no And streteh' d out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And erop-full out of doors he flings, ,,.'..' Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales,... | |
 | Johann Joachim Eschenaburg - 1789 - 484 pagina’s
...chimney's length, Bafks a the fire his hairy ftrength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the firft cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whifp'ring winds foon lull'd afleep. Tow'red cities pleafe us then, And the bufy hum of men, Where... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 pagina’s
...thresh'd the corn That ten day-lab'rers could not end; Then lies him down die lubbar fiend, And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his...rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whisp'ring winds soon lull'd asleep. Towered cities please us then, And the busy hum of men, , Where... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 152 pagina’s
...d oilt all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his 'baity strength, And cropfull ottt of floors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, 'to bed they creep, By whisp'ring winds soon lulled asleep. " Till the day-light fails they dance, and then they retire to... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 pagina’s
...the corn, That ten day-lab'rers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, .And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his...rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whisp'ring winds soon lull'd asleep. Tow'red cities please us then, And the busy hum of men, Where... | |
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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... 
