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...And fhadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved flroke 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 garifh eye, While the...

...arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, \V'here the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard...covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee, with honey'd thigh, That at her flow'ry work doth sing,...

...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, Or fright them from their hullow'd haunt; There, 'in close. covert, by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from...

...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...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,...

...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...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing,...

...pine or monumental oak , Where the rude ax with heaved stroke daunt, W'as never heard the Nymphs to d Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt. There in...covert by some brook , Where no profaner eye may look, I Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honeyed thigh , That at her flow'ry work doth...

...shadows hrown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak. Where the rude axe with heaved stroke K Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them...from their hallow'd haunt. There, in close covert, hy some hrook, Where uo profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garish eye, Whi/e the hee with honied...

...undisturbed retreat. Often at the calm hour of evening I have wandered through the woods, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd hauntj, The last hymn of the feathered choiristers to the setting sun, and the soft murmurs of the...

...twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to...covert by some brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flow'ry work doth sing,...