 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: A Novel - Side 68av Mrs. Gordon Smythies - 1842Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | John Milton - 1707 - 480 sider
...fliadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oake, 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 prophaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | John Milton - 1713 - 454 sider
...arched walks of twilight groves, And fltadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Fine, or monumenral Oake, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunr. There in clofe covert by fome Brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's... | |
 | John Dryden - 1716 - 424 sider
...Shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumenral Oake, V'here 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, Hide me from Day's... | |
 | John Newbery - 1762 - 292 sider
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And madows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental, oak, Where the rude ax .with- heavy fIroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt... | |
 | Art - 1762 - 290 sider
...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, Where the rude ax with heavy ftroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 288 sider
...fhadows brown, that 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. There, in clofe covert, by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 320 sider
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved Broke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 358 sider
...And madows brown that 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. There in clofe covert by fome brook, Hide roe from day's garifh eye, While the bee... | |
 | 1780 - 226 sider
...of twilight groves, SELECT POEMS. Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe 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, Hide me from Day's... | |
 | John Milton - 1782 - 40 sider
...aufgehört hat zu sausen, sich endigt auf säuselnden Blättern und mit minutenweise von Dächern fallenden To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, i35 Where the rude ax with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from... | |
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