...wife, Of Forests, & Enchammeuts drear, Where more is meam, than3 meets the Ear. Recit: Frances: Or when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me,...Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight Groves, And shadows4 brown, that Sylvan loves. 1 altered from H * + Him deleted ' that ' possibly comma imended...

...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling Leaves, With minute-drops from off the Eaves. 130 And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine or monumental Oak, 135 Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from...

...gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. 130 And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams,...of twilight groves. And shadows brown that Sylvan loves0 Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs...

...moves the central persona of 'II Penseroso' to flee in search of a more genuinely gloomy environment: 'And when the sun begins to fling / His flaring beams,...twilight groves, / And shadows brown that Sylvan loves' (131-4). The contrary action of dawn's emergence here also touches contiguously upon the appearance...