 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 sider
...piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When 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, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 sider
...piping loud, Or ushet'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling owns it in the first degree, But thinks his neighbour further Goddess bring To arehed walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 360 sider
...piping loud, Or ushertl with a shower still, When 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, me goddess bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental... | |
 | 1826 - 310 sider
...piping loud, Or usher'dw;th a shower still, "When 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, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves. Of pine, or... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sider
...piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When 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, me, Goddess, bring, To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 sider
...usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, Writh minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddess bring To arehed walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 sider
...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from oft' the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddess bring To arehed walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 sider
...piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still When 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, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 sider
...piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill. Ending on the rustling iversal reproach, far worse to bear Than violence ; goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves. And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 sider
...piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When 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, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or... | |
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While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When 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... 
