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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,... "
Comus,: A Mask: Presented at Ludlow Castle 1634, Before the Earl of ... - Page 122
by John Milton, Thomas Warton - 1799 - 124 pages
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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem. In Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes ...

John Milton - 1707 - 457 pages
...fliadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oake, Where the rude Ax with heaved ftroke* Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in clofe covert by fome Brook, Where no prophaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garifli eye, While...
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Paradise regain'd, a poem. To which is added Samson agonistes

John Milton - 1713
...arched walks of twilight groves, And fltadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Fine, or monumenral Oake, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunr. There in clofe covert by fome Brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garift...
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Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the ..., Volume 3

John Dryden - 1716
...Shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumenral Oake, V'here the rude Ax with heaved ftroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in clofe covert by fome Brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's gari(h eie, While the...
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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes ...

John Milton - Literary Criticism - 1753 - 350 pages
...fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, i35 Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke WTas never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in dole covert by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may lock, HWe me from day's garifh eye, While the...
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The art of poetry on a new plan: illustrated with a great variety ..., Volume 1

John Newbery - Literary Criticism - 1762
...begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddefs, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And madows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental, oak, Where the rude ax .with- heavy fIroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt...
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The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 1

Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1767
...fhadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax, with heaved ftroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There, in clofe covert, by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garim eye, While the...
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The Works of the English Poets: Milton

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...And madows brown that Sylvan loves Of 'pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved ftroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in clofe covert by fome brook, Hide roe from day's garifh eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at...
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The Works of the English Poets: Milton

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...begins to fling 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 ax with heaved Broke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt....
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Poems on various subjects: selected to enforce the practice of virtue. And ...

English poetry - 1780 - 204 pages
...of twilight groves, SELECT POEMS. 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 haunt. There in clofe covert by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garilh eye, While the...
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