Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide; Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some... The Life of John Milton: Narrated in Connection with the Political ... - Page 458 by David Masson - 1859 Full view - |