 | Edward Dayes, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1805 - 432 pàgines
...are indicative of tranquillity j and dark blue, dark grey, and brown, of sorrow or melancholy : • me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine MILTON'S IL PENSEKOSO. Mellow tones ever associate with the gentle, and sharp ones with violent emotions.... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt, There,... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flarirg beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight...groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the russling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me...groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending op the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun. begins. .to. fling His flaring beams,...groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Of fright... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 490 pàgines
...the gust has blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...groves, And shadows brown that sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak : Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 pàgines
...blown his nil, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the snn begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring...groves, And shadows brown that sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak : Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | 1809 - 562 pàgines
...which entertains him is perfectly free from artificial decoration. Our poet's pensive man retreats To arched walks of twilight groves^ And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt. If there... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 540 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the russling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
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And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves... 
