 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - English poetry - 1852 - 438 pages
...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...shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oake, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 344 pages
...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...loves Of pine, or monumental oak, 135 Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 372 pages
...twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan8 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 honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,... | |
 | John Milton, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 376 pages
...twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan8 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 honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,... | |
 | Poets, American - 1853 - 560 pages
...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, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - Children's literature, English - 1854 - 332 pages
...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, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never.heard, the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | 1855 - 540 pages
...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, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | John Milton - Bookbinding - 1855 - 564 pages
...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, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...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, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
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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... 
