...together, it is easy to suppose how much he must miss the companion of his labours, and the partner of his discoveries; but what image of tenderness can be excited by these lines,' 'We drove afield,' &c.? 'We know that they never drove afield, and that they had no flocks to batten; and though...

...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose, at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel....

...the glimmering eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the ev'n-star bright Toward heav'n's descent had slop'd his burnish'd wheel. Meanwhile the...

...experiences as communally shared: We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the grey-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose, at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel....

...poet Edward King) and himself as having 'drove afield, and both together heard / What time the grayfiy winds her sultry horn, / Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night . . .' Johnson observes irritably in his Lives of the Poets that we know perfectly well that the two...

...Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the grayfly winds her sultry horn. Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night. Oft till the star that rose at evening bright Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel....