 | William Hayley - 1810 - 418 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the russling leave?, 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... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 560 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the russling leaves, With minute drops from off the eavei. 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, Of fright... | |
 | John Walker - 1811 - 554 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 strok* Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | John Milton - 1813 - 270 pàgines
...hath blown his fill, Knding on the russling leases, With minute drops from off the eaves'. i& And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me....And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves', Of pine, or monumental oaU, i'jS Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 588 pàgines
...to in this line; the streaks of pale shadows and spots of the same around it, forming the kerchief To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, 135 Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 596 pàgines
...the kerchief (125) and the leaves and drops of rain (130). 131. The south side of the moon being now To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Ofpine, or monumental oak, 13 £ Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the caves. 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... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 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... | |
 | James Norris Brewer - 1801 - 1208 pàgines
...thick embowered cave, To arched walks, and twilight groves, And shadows brown, which Sylvan love*, When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring. TBS THE TEMPLE OF CONCORD AND VICTORY is a large handsome building, of an oblong shape, surrounded... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 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... 
