[Footnote 5: Milton, Par. Lost, v. 195:
Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow,
Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.]
[Footnote 6: Variation:
In the warm folds the tender flocks remain,
The cattle slumber on the silent plain,
While silent birds neglect their tuneful lays,
Let us, dear Thyrsis, sing of Daphne's praise.--POPE.
It was originally,
Now in warm folds the tender flock remains.
Pope. "Objection to the word _remains_. I do not know whether these
following be better or no, and desire your opinion.
Now while the groves in Cynthia's beams are dressed,
And folded flocks in their soft fleeces rest;
While sleeping birds, etc.
Or,
While Cynthia tips with silver all the groves,
And scarce the winds the topmast branches moves.
or
While the bright moon with silver tips the grove,
And not a breeze the quiv'ring branches move."