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" While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered 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... "
The first (-sixth) part of Miscellany poems, publ. by Mr. Dryden - 152 ページ
Miscellany poems 著 - 1716
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Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 ページ
...ni'.f. a 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, GcxlGcss, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine,...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 第 6 巻

Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 ページ
...still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from oft" the. eaves. And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arrhi'd walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or...

The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 ページ
...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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or...

The Poetical Works of John Milton: Paradise regined, Samson Agonistes, Comus ...

John Milton - 1861 - 534 ページ
...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 131 £.' His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown,...

Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862 - 626 ページ
...piping loud, Or ushered 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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or...

Complete Poetical Works

John Milton - 1862 - 568 ページ
...• '!•• •" - ••; When the gust hath blown his fill, Li'l ii-'i:; 1C tiding on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And...when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring TY> nrch«d walks of twilight groves. POEMS. \nd shadows brown, that Sylvan loves. Of...

Scraps. [An anthology, ed.] by H. Jenkins

esq Henry Jenkins - 1864 - 800 ページ
...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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine or...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 ページ
...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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or...

The Standard Poetry Book, Selected from the Best Authors

Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 ページ
...piping loud, Or ushered 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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or...

Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 ページ
...piping loud, Or ushered 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 To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan§ loves, Of pine...




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