 | 1851 - 824 sivua
...upon coverts as shady as any described in the Penseroso, arched walks of twilight groves, ,And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude nxe with henved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.... | |
 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 sivua
...flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan 3 loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | 1987 - 654 sivua
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 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 sivua
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring 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, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 sivua
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess bring 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, Or fright them from their hallowed haunU There in close... | |
 | John Milton - 1851 - 508 sivua
...minute drops from offthe Eaves. 130 And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oake, Where the rude Ax with heaved ftroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from... | |
 | William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 sivua
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring 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, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | 1852 - 874 sivua
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows thin the tree ; Yet latent life through her new branches reign'd, And long the plant stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 424 sivua
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring 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, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There, in close... | |
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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, Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... 
