 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute-drops from off the eaves: And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...When the gust hath blown his f II, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute-drops from off the eaves: And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute-drops from off the eaves : And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 стор.
...the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops3 from off the eaves. And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental4 oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 стор.
...When the gust has blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 стор.
...the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 стор.
...And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with lieaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the hee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 стор.
...To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadow 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 covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 стор.
...to bind the sheaves ; Or, if the earlier season lead, To the tann'd haycock in the mead. MEDITATION. WHEN the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...twilight groves, And shadows brown, that sylvan loves, 26 MEDITATION. Of pine or monumental oak ; Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 206 стор.
...to bind the sheaves ; Or, if the earb'er season lead, To the tann'd haycock in the mead. MEDITATION. WHEN the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...twilight groves, And shadows brown, that sylvan loves, 26 MEDITATION. Of pine or monumental oak ; Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard... | |
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And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves... 
