 | 1788 - 532 страници
...twilight groves, And fradows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rucie ax w'.th heaved ftroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them tro'n their hallow'd liaunt. There in clofe covert by Come brook, Wlicre no profaner eye may louk,... | |
 | John Walter - 1785 - 258 страници
...With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the fun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows...Sylvan loves Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude ax, with heaved ftroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.... | |
 | John Milton - 1785 - 698 страници
...minute drops from off the eaves. 130 And when the fun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves 126. While rocking winds are fifing loitd.~\ So Shakefpeare, yet not in ;o abfolute a fenfe. MIDS.... | |
 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 страници
...drops from off the eavei. And when the fun begins to fling . • . His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan love* Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved ftrofce, Was never heard the Nymphs... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 342 страници
...minute drops from off the eaves. i3« And when the fun begins to ffing His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows...brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, 135 Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | John Milton - 1791 - 668 страници
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fludows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved flroke fpreading, as we have feen, over the wall* of the hoofs - Now, their leaves are... | |
 | 1793 - 376 страници
...minute drops from off the eaves. And when the Sun begins to fling 131 His flaring beams, me goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oake, 135 Where the rude ax, with heaved ftroke. Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them... | |
 | Joseph Ritson - 1793 - 388 страници
...twilight groves, And madows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oake, i35 Where the rude ax, with heaved ftroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow 'd haunt. There in clofe covert by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, 140 Hide me from... | |
 | John Bew - 1793 - 330 страници
...represented feated on a rock, and liftening to fubterraneous harmony. Me, goddefs, bring To arched vaults of twilight groves, And fhadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine or mormmental oak: There let f Jme ftrange myfteriou; dream Of liveiy portraiture difplayed, Be foftly... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 740 страници
...With minute drops from off the eavet. And when the fun begins to fling His flaring beams, me goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan love* Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved ftroke Was never heard the nymphs... | |
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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... 
