 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...  Paradise regained. An account of Cowper's writings, relating to Milton. A ... - Pagina 200door William Hayley - 1810Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1833 - 1032 pagina’s
...to this point— for she lies "theCynosure of neighbouring eyen." Now, see in hig II Penseroso — " And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, tint Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard... | |
 | John Milton - 1834 - 432 pagina’s
...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from oif the eaves. 130 And , when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, 135 Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from... | |
 | John Landseer - 1834 - 534 pagina’s
...occasionally transported him " To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard,...daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt." Such are Poussin's Arcadian forest scenes of the primitive ages. We almost incontinently quote Milton,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 680 pagina’s
...pleasure is ever young, though the path is old. So — — When the sun begins to fling His Oaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, I Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt,... | |
 | George Field - 1835 - 310 pagina’s
...— Something browner than Judas's. And in the following it is accorded with shade, black, &c. : — To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak. MILTON'S LYCIDAS. Not that our heads are, Some brown, some black, some auburn, and some bald, But that... | |
 | 1836 - 558 pagina’s
...the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the caves. And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 390 pagina’s
...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 oake, Where... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1836 - 336 pagina’s
...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 oake, Where... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1859 - 672 pagina’s
...sentiment and make love in the most genteel fashion and the best French, pacing with airy footfall the arched walks of twilight groves And shadows brown...heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. They are not village folks. They are well off, and without encumbrance, and of noble... | |
 | Rebecca Hey - 1837 - 386 pagina’s
..."fancy free" " By the rushy-fringed bank \V lu-rr grows the willow and i In- osier dunk ; " and, anon, " To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown,...sylvan loves. Of pine, or monumental oak. Where the ntde axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed... | |
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