 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1859 - 672 pàgines
...sentiment and make love in the most genteel fashion and the best French, pacing with airy footfall the 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, Or fright... | |
 | Sid Smith - 1838 - 246 pàgines
...While rocking winds are piping loud ; And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess f bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves — Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heavy stroke, Was never hoard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | Stowe Bucks - 1838 - 112 pàgines
...thy thick embower'd cave, To arched walks, and twilight groves, And shadows brown which sylvan loves, When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring. THE TEMPLE OF CONCORD AND VICTORY, is a large and beautiful building, decorated with twentyeight fluted... | |
 | John Milton - 1839 - 496 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. iso And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...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... | |
 | 1840 - 372 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,...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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 pàgines
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And. with impious obloquy condemn The just decree of God, pronounc'd monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was uever heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 pàgines
...sheaves ; Or, if the earlier season lead, To the tann'd haycock in the mead. HILTON. JWrattatiott. 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... | |
 | Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1842 - 966 pàgines
...on Julian; which, however, he could not achieve, till he had mounted his phaeton. CHAPTER LVI. " 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... | |
 | Mrs. Gordon Smythies - 1842 - 314 pàgines
...Julian ; which, however, he could not achieve, till he had mounted his phaeton. CHAPTEE LVI. " 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 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,...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... 
