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...occasionally transported him " To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard, the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt." Such are Poussin's Arcadian forest scenes of the primitive ages. We almost incontinently...

...never have formed so tasteless a criticism. Honied is employed by Milton in more places than one. " Hide me from day's garish eye While the bee with HONIED thigh" — Pcnseroso, v. 142. L2 The celebrated stanza in Gray's Elegy seems partly to be borrowed. " Full...

...rest which the tired pedestrian of a summer's day can only appreciate ; — even the wish of Milton " Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work dot h sing ;"— is unavailing — for it must be admitted that insects are altogether deficient of...

...twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oake, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's...

...twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oake, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's...

...fashion and the best French, pacing with airy footfall the arched walks of twilight groves And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak,...to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. They are not village folks. They are well off, and without encumbrance, and of noble birth; they are...

...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,...heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in close covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look. Hide me from day's...

...of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that sylvan loves. Of pine, or monumental oak. Where the ntde axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs...daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt." A source of great additional interest has been the preparation of the drawings for the illustration...

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