 | John Milton - 1873 - 606 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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1874 - 64 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... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 654 sider
...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... | |
 | 1908 - 376 sider
...Penseroso 109 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... | |
 | 1908 - 464 sider
...loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, 15 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, 20 And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine,... | |
 | 1908 - 406 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 Hing His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1909 - 374 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 '55 His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twil1ght groves, And shadows brown that... | |
 | Samuel Swayze Seward - 1909 - 542 sider
...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute drops from oif 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... | |
 | 1911 - 784 sider
...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... 
