 | John Eagles - 1856 - Počet stránok 416
...this point — for she lies " the Cynosure of neighbouring eyes." Now, see in his II Penseroso — " 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... | |
 | Collection - 1856 - Počet stránok 120
...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - Počet stránok 334
...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... | |
 | William Dowling - 1857 - Počet stránok 412
...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... | |
 | 1858 - Počet stránok 460
...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... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - Počet stránok 516
...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 ax, with heav-ed stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their... | |
 | John Milton - 2000 - Počet stránok 412
...arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Syban loves Of Pine, or monumental Oake, i35 Where the rude Ax with heaved stroke, Was never heard...from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by som Brook, Where no profaner eye may look, 140 Hide me from Day's garish eie, While the Bee with Honied... | |
 | 1909 - Počet stránok 502
...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... | |
 | John Broadbent - 1973 - Počet stránok 364
...Spenser and Shakespeare. The ' I ' figures in these poems are consciously immature and developing: And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...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 - 1994 - Počet stránok 630
...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rusding leaves, With minute-drops from off the eaves. 130 And, when the sun begins to fling His...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... | |
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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... 
