John Milton,
Poems of Mr. John Milton, Both English and Latin…
(1645)
“ Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high Lawns appear'dUnder the opening eye-lids of the morn,We drove a field, and both together heardWhat time the Gray-fly winds her sultry horn,Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night,Oft till the Star that rose, at Ev'ning, brightToward Heav'ns descent had slop'd his westering wheel. ”
