 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, Or...  The Lyric and Dramatic Poems of John Milton - Pagina 43door John Milton - 1901 - 345 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Milton - 1782 - 40 pagina’s
...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 their hallow 'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, , i4o Hide me... | |
 | John Bell - 1788 - 628 pagina’s
...arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, 155 Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never 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, 14.0 Hide me from... | |
 | John Owen - 1796 - 492 pagina’s
...here the woods appear.; ed facred to folitude and filence.— —Where the rude axe wjth heaved ftrote Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. In leaving St. Pierre the track that to the left, opening into the Valforey; that to the right, conducting... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 pagina’s
...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, 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 Walker - 1801 - 424 pagina’s
...arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, \V'here the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never 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... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 152 pagina’s
...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, Or fright them from their hullow'd haunt; There, 'in close. covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 pagina’s
...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, 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... | |
 | Peter Pindar - 1804 - 180 pagina’s
...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, 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 - 1804 - 418 pagina’s
...rude ax with heaved stroke daunt, W'as never heard the Nymphs to d Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook , Where no profaner eye may look, I Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honeyed thigh , That at her flow'ry work doth... | |
 | James Hingston Tuckey - 1805 - 272 pagina’s
...undisturbed retreat. Often at the calm hour of evening I have wandered through the woods, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd hauntj, The last hymn of the feathered choiristers to the setting sun, and the soft murmurs... | |
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