 | Thomas Warton - 1802 - 396 стор.
...Sylvan loves, Of fine or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke Was never heard the Nympbs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in clofe covert by fome brook, &c. Compare alfo Par. Reg. ii. 291. Lycaeum was a mountain in Arcadia, facred to Pan and... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth - 1802 - 152 стор.
...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 стор.
...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 garish eye, While the... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 стор.
...shadows hrown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak. Where the rude axe with heaved stroke K Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There, in close covert, hy some hrook, Where uo profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garish eye, Whi/e the... | |
 | Peter Pindar - 1804 - 180 стор.
...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 garish eye, While the... | |
 | James Hingston Tuckey - 1805 - 272 стор.
...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 of the... | |
 | William Enfield - 1805 - 456 стор.
...loves Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke Was • 1 Was never heard (he Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in elofe cqvert by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garifh eye, While the... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 стор.
...To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, 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 trom Day's garish eye, While the... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, 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, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 434 стор.
...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 garish eye, While the... | |
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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... 
