 | John Milton - 1826 - 360 pages
...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 heased stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...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 fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close... | |
 | Scotland - 1833 - 1056 pages
...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 fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | England - 1833 - 1032 pages
...His flaring beams, me, goddess ! bring To 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 the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - Literature - 1859 - 672 pages
...fashion and the best French, pacing with airy footfall the 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 hallowed haunt. They are not... | |
 | Thomas Miller - Country life - 1837 - 466 pages
...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 fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
 | Sid Smith - Phrenology - 1838 - 246 pages
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess f bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves — Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heavy stroke, Was never hoard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hollow haunt, flide ni,... | |
 | English poetry - 1840 - 372 pages
...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 fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There, in close... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1841 - 840 pages
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows yon barley-mow ; And, when a lady 's in the case, You know, all other things give pl stroke, Was uever heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt There in close... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 pages
...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 fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close... | |
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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 fright... 
