Milton. Comus, Lycidas, L'allegro, Il penseroso, and selected sonnets, with notes by H.R. Huckin, Issue 3631871 |
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... words of glozing courtesy Baited with reasons not unplausible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into snares . When once her eye Hath met the virtue of this magic dust , I shall appear some harmless villager , Whom ...
... words of glozing courtesy Baited with reasons not unplausible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into snares . When once her eye Hath met the virtue of this magic dust , I shall appear some harmless villager , Whom ...
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... , or the low - roosted lark From her thatch'd pallet rouse ; if otherwise I can conduct you , Lady , to a low But loyal cottage , where you may be safe Till further quest . 315 320 LAD . Shepherd , I take thy word , And IO COMUS .
... , or the low - roosted lark From her thatch'd pallet rouse ; if otherwise I can conduct you , Lady , to a low But loyal cottage , where you may be safe Till further quest . 315 320 LAD . Shepherd , I take thy word , And IO COMUS .
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John Milton Henry Robert Huckin. LAD . Shepherd , I take thy word , And trust thy honest offer'd courtesy , Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds With smoky rafters , than in tap'stry halls And courts of princes , where it ... word, ...
John Milton Henry Robert Huckin. LAD . Shepherd , I take thy word , And trust thy honest offer'd courtesy , Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds With smoky rafters , than in tap'stry halls And courts of princes , where it ... word, ...
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... words Against the sun - clad pow'r of Chastity , Fain would I something say , yet to what end ? Thou hast nor ear , nor soul to apprehend The sublime notion , and high mystery , 785 That must be utter'd to unfold the sage And serious ...
... words Against the sun - clad pow'r of Chastity , Fain would I something say , yet to what end ? Thou hast nor ear , nor soul to apprehend The sublime notion , and high mystery , 785 That must be utter'd to unfold the sage And serious ...
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... words set off by some superior power : And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the chains of Erebus , To some of Saturn's crew . I must dissemble , 800 805 And ...
... words set off by some superior power : And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the chains of Erebus , To some of Saturn's crew . I must dissemble , 800 805 And ...
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Ben Jonson Brother called charm chastity Cimmerian Circe Comus Cromwell Cynosure Cyprus dance darkness daughter dear delight denotes derived doth enchanter eyes fair false fanciful fear feast flocks fold French gentle Goddess golden Greek groves guarded mount hast hath head hear heav'n IL PENSEROSO immortal Jove Jove's L'Allegro Lady Latin light fantastic live Locrine Lord lov'd Lycidas Melancholy Milton mirth moon morn mortal Muse Nereus night nightingale Nominative absolute Nymph o'er Oceanus Orpheus peace Pelops PIEDMONT poets pow'r praise river Cam Sabrina sacred Scylla seems to mean sensual shades Shakespeare Shepherd shroud signifies sing Sister soft song Sons of Vulcan soul sound spell SPIR spirit star stream supposed swain sweet syllable taste tell thee thou art thought Thyrsis unseen verb virgin virtue virtuous wake weeds winds wings wood wreath youth
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Page 31 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Page 34 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace and nothing said; But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 48 - I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state Is kingly : thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
Page 32 - Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream-- Ay me! I fondly dream, Had ye been there; for what could that have done?
Page 35 - Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world ; Or whether thou, to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, Where the great vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold. Look homeward, Angel, now and melt with ruth; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Page 35 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 37 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 33 - What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain ? And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory: They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon stray'd; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.
Page 50 - Death by force, though pale and faint . Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint. Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 34 - Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learn'd aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them?