Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or...
The perennial calendar, and companion to the almanack, revised and ed. [or ... - Page 231
by Thomas Ignatius M. Forster - 1824
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