 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...and frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, Or usher'd with a shower still 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, me, Goddess, bring... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 strani
...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 fill, Ending on the rustling leaves With minute-drops from off the eaves: And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 strani
...and frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, Or usher'd with a shower still 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, me, Goddess,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 strani
...Attic boy to hunt, But kercheft in a comely cloud, While rocking winds are piping louil. Or usher' d with a shower still 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, me, Goddess,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 strani
...with a shower still 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...pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with lieaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There... | |
 | 1846 - 590 strani
...exchanges the stately measures of his immortal Epic for the quicker-beating pulses of the lyric ode: " When the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves ;— There, in close covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 strani
...shower still^ When the gust hath blown his Jill', Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute-drops from off the eaves : And when the sun begins to fling" His flaring beams, me, goddess bringj. To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadow brown that sylvan loves,. Of pine, or monumental... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 206 strani
...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... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 strani
...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 strani
...comely cloud, While rocking winds are piping loud, Or usher'd with a shower still, When the gust bath d wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie. Tell age it daily wasteth, caves. And when the sun begins to fling HU flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight... | |
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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... 
