| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. 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 oake, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt,... | |
| 1852 - 874 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring and ceas'd to be ; And all the nymph was lost within the tree ; Yet laten Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt,... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1853 - 384 páginas
...From your empyreal bowers, and from the realms of everlasting day." G. West's Poems. V. 15. There sif\ Surely a better word than this, " sit," in pronunciation...Pope, in his Transl. of the Odyssey : " Brown with o'crarching shades." This stanza, supposed to be sung by Milton, is very judiciously written in the... | |
| 1853 - 560 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. 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,... | |
| 1854 - 456 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. 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, i Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to... | |
| George Croly - 1854 - 426 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flnring 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,... | |
| Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. 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,... | |
| John Milton - 1855 - 564 páginas
...drops from off the eaves. 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,... | |
| Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 páginas
...minute drops from off the eaves. 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,... | |
| 1855 - 538 páginas
...drops from off the eaves. :• 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,... | |
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