 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,...  The matchmaker, by the author of 'Cousin Geoffrey'. - Página 46por Harriet Maria Gordon Smythies - 1842Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | James Norris Brewer - 1801 - 1208 páginas
...thick embowered cave, To arched walks, and twilight groves, And shadows brown, which Sylvan love*, When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring. TBS THE TEMPLE OF CONCORD AND VICTORY is a large handsome building, of an oblong shape, surrounded... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 páginas
...the gust hath blown his fill. Ending on the russling leaves, ^ ith minute drops from off the eaves. rme & Br@ /+ Touched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak,... | |
 | John Walker - 1822 - 404 páginas
...rural solitude is a masterpiece of this kind. Ami when the sun begins to fling His flaring beam? , me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves,...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... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 296 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 Silvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak; Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the... | |
 | John Walker - 1823 - 406 páginas
...somewhat expressive of the sense. Milton's description of rural solitude is a masterpiece of this kind. 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 - 1823 - 412 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,...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.... | |
 | Nathan Drake (M.D.) - 1824 - 656 páginas
...the enthusiasm which Milton owned, when he addressed the pensive inspirer of his earliest strains: When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...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... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1824 - 658 páginas
...the enthusiasm which Milton owned, when he addressed the pensive inspirer of his earliest strains : When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...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... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1824 - 670 páginas
...the enthusiasm which Milton owned, when he addressed the pensive inspirer of his earliest Strains: When the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...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... | |
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