 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,...  The Poetical Works of John Milton - Сторінка 330автори: John Milton - 1826Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | John Milton - 1707 - 480 стор.
...Piping loud, Or ufher'd with a mower ftill, When the guft hath blown his fill, Ending on the rufsling Leaves, With minute drops from off the Eaves. And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves And fliadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental... | |
 | John Milton - 1713 - 454 стор.
...with a fliowct ftill, When the guft hath blown his fill, Ending on the tufsling Leaves, With minure drops from off the Eaves. And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fltadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Fine, or... | |
 | Miscellany poems - 1716 - 426 стор.
...Piping loud, Or uiher'd with a (hower ftill, V hen the guft hath blown his fill, Ending on the rufsling Leaves, With minute drops from off the Eaves, And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me Goddefs bring. To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Stl-u&n loves Of Pine, or... | |
 | John Milton - 1782 - 40 стор.
...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, ia5 While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rußling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. 1 3o And when the sun begins to fling möge... | |
 | John Bell - 1788 - 628 стор.
...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, 1*5 'While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the russling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. 1 30 And when the sun begins to fling His flaring... | |
 | Johann Joachim Eschenaburg - 1789 - 484 стор.
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me goddeis bring^ To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved ftroke • . ••.Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd... | |
 | Joseph Ritson - 1793 - 388 стор.
...piping loud, Or ufher'd with a mower ftill, When the guft hath blown his fill, Ending on the rufsling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the Sun begins to fling 131 His flaring beams, me goddefs bring * Ciaxccr. See hit Squtret Tale. To arched walks of twilight... | |
 | 1793 - 376 стор.
...piping loud, Or ufher'd with a mower ftill, When the guft hath blown his fill, Ending on the rufsling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the Sun begins to fling 131 His flaring beams, me goddefs bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that... | |
 | John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 148 стор.
...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his...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... | |
 | Apollo - 1800 - 224 стор.
...begins to ffing His flaring beams, me, goddefs, bring, To arched walks of twilight groves, And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved flroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There... | |
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