 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...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,...heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their /tallowed haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...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....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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 292 pages
...minute-drops from off the eaves : And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, briug To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown,...pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heavid stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt There... | |
 | Heinrich Mutschmann - 1924 - 80 pages
...the word shore occurs in Purchas' text (p, 528). LXXII1. In the Russian Primeval Forest. 132 . . . me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, 135 Of pine and monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to... | |
 | John Broadbent - Literary Criticism - 1973 - 364 pages
...poems are consciously immature and developing: 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. Penseroso 131 But 1Sth-century poets took on the stance of il penseroso without any sense of its limitations... | |
 | John Milton - 1926 - 360 pages
...Leaves, With minute drops from off the Eaves. And when the Sun begins tofing His faring beams, me Goddes bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oake, Where the rude Ax with heaved slroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from... | |
 | John Milton - Poetry - 1994 - 630 pages
...leaves, With minute-drops from off the eaves. 130 And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan77 loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the... | |
 | John Thelwall - Biography & Autobiography - 2001 - 464 pages
...ingenti perculsus amore, Accipiant. — VlRGIL. THE ERIPATETIC. Me goddess bring To arched walks and twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak — — But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloisters pale — MILTON I62 EXCURSION... | |
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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... 
