Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not... The Quarterly Review - Page 117edited by - 1890Full view - About this book
| John Ralston Saul - Philosophy - 2006 - 513 pages
...work: Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune; and do fly him When...mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid Weak masters though ye be - I have bedimmed The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous... | |
| Mark Timmons, John Greco, Alfred R. Mele - Philosophy - 2007 - 284 pages
...says: Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When...mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew, by whose aid — Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimmed The noontide sun, called forth the mutinous... | |
| Nancy Bogen - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2007 - 426 pages
...wand: Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him When...mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous... | |
| Charles Godfrey Leland - History - 2007 - 401 pages
...TRUFFLES " Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-pappets, that By moonshine do the green-tour ringlets make Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you... | |
| András Horn - 2008 - 210 pages
...Propheten Ye elves of hüls, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him When...mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though you be, I have bedimmed The noontide sun, called forth the mutinous... | |
| Helen Cooper - Literary Criticism - 2004 - 560 pages
...standing lakes, and groves' have thoroughly fairy habits: they are 'demipuppets', not demi-gods, who By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make Whereof the ewe not bites.11 No self-respecting nymph ever left the trace of a fairy ring. Even in such an Ovidian context,... | |
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