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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... "
The Poetical Works of John Milton - Страница 285
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The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory Observations...

1849 - 395 страници
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Poetry for schools

Frederick Charles Cook - 1849
...immortal mind that hath forsook Thus, Night, oft see me in thy pale career, Till civil-suited morn appear, And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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...

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest ..., Том 1

Robert Chambers - 1849
...the guet hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves. With minute drops from off the eaves. Room for Antony — most noble Antony 1 Ant. Nay,...Ali. Stand back ! room ! bear back ! Ant. If you love», Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs...

Beauties of the British Poets ...

George Croly - 1850 - 395 страници
...the gust hath blown his fill. Ending on the rustling leaves, Wiih minute drops from off the caves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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...

The literary class book; or, Readings in English literature

Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850
...meant than meets the ear. Thus, Night, oft see me in thy pale career, Till civil-suited Morn appear. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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...

Selections from the British Poets: Chronologically Arranged from Chaucer to ...

1851
...me, Goddess, bring To arched -walks And shadows ^IONYH, Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honeyed thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,...

The speaker: or, Miscellaneous pieces selected from the best English writers ...

William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851
...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...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honey'd thigh, That at her flow'ry work doth sing,...

John Milton: A Biography, Especially Designed to Exhibit the Ecclesiastical ...

Cyrus R. Edmonds - 1851 - 251 страници
...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from off the eaves. 130 And when the sun begins to fling His...walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Silvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, 135 Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard...

The Works of the British Poets, Selected and Chronologically Arranged ...

1852
...the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. thout their aid to seal these dying eyes." She ceas'd...within the tree ; Yet latent life through her new branc Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their...

The Class Book of Poetry

Class-book - 1852 - 144 страници
...twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan2 loves Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt,...covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garish eye ; While the bee, with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,...




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