With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.

Lycidas. Line 188.

To-morrow to fresh woods and pastures new.

Lycidas. Line 193.

Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee

Jest and youthful Jollity,

Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles,

Nods and Becks and wreathed Smiles.

L'Allegro. Line 25.

Sport, that wrinkled Care derides,