 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,...  Poetry Explained for the Use of Young People - Página 71por Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 115 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Thomas Warton - 1802 - 394 páginas
...Nor Faunus baunted. See alfo 11 Penferofo, ver. 133 : To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke Was never heard the Nympbs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd baunt.... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 páginas
...the 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,...heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's... | |
 | Peter Pindar - 1804 - 180 páginas
...the 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,...heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt,, There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 páginas
...the 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...walks of twilight groves , And shadows brown that Sy Ivan loves Of pine or monumental oak , Where the rude ax with heaved stroke daunt, W'as never heard... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 páginas
...to fling His flaring heams, me, goddess, hring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows hrown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak. Where the rude axe with heaved stroke K Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There, in close covert,... | |
 | Edward Dayes, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1805 - 432 páginas
...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.... | |
 | James Hingston Tuckey - 1805 - 272 páginas
...undisturbed retreat. Often at the calm hour of evening I have wandered through the woods, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd hauntj, The last hymn of the feathered choiristers to the setting sun, and the soft murmurs... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 páginas
...When'the 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,...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, in close covert,... | |
 | 1806 - 408 páginas
...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...Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 páginas
...the 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,...heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt, There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's... | |
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