The Works of the English Poets: MiltonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... doth breed , Thereby to fet the hearts of men on fire To fcorn the fordid world , and unto Heav'n aspire ? X. But oh why didft thou not stay here below To bless us with thy heav'n - lov'd innocence , To flake his wrath whom fin hath ...
... doth breed , Thereby to fet the hearts of men on fire To fcorn the fordid world , and unto Heav'n aspire ? X. But oh why didft thou not stay here below To bless us with thy heav'n - lov'd innocence , To flake his wrath whom fin hath ...
Halaman 76
... doth lie , Listening to what unfhorn Apollo fings To th ' touch of golden wires , while Hebe brings Immortal nectar to her kingly fire : Then paffing through the spheres of watchful fire , 40 And misty regions of wide air next under And ...
... doth lie , Listening to what unfhorn Apollo fings To th ' touch of golden wires , while Hebe brings Immortal nectar to her kingly fire : Then paffing through the spheres of watchful fire , 40 And misty regions of wide air next under And ...
Halaman 77
... doth force my fear , For once it was my difinal hap to hear A Sibyl old , bow - bent with crooked age , That far events full wifely could presage , And in time's long and dark profpective glafs Forefaw what future days fhould bring to ...
... doth force my fear , For once it was my difinal hap to hear A Sibyl old , bow - bent with crooked age , That far events full wifely could presage , And in time's long and dark profpective glafs Forefaw what future days fhould bring to ...
Halaman 90
... doth found ; Me fofter airs befit , and fofter ftrings Of lute , or viol still , more apt for mournful things . V. Befriend me , Night , beft patronefs of grief , Over the pole thy thickest mantle throw , And work my flatter'd fancy to ...
... doth found ; Me fofter airs befit , and fofter ftrings Of lute , or viol still , more apt for mournful things . V. Befriend me , Night , beft patronefs of grief , Over the pole thy thickest mantle throw , And work my flatter'd fancy to ...
Halaman 91
... doth my foul in holy vision fit In penfive trance , and anguish , and ecstatic fit . VII . Mine eye hath found that sad sepulchral rock That was the casket of Heav'n's richest store , And here though grief my feeble hands up - lock , 45 ...
... doth my foul in holy vision fit In penfive trance , and anguish , and ecstatic fit . VII . Mine eye hath found that sad sepulchral rock That was the casket of Heav'n's richest store , And here though grief my feeble hands up - lock , 45 ...
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Halaman 97 - And frefh-blown rofes wafh'd in dew, Fill'd her with thee a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Hafte thee, Nymph, and bring with thee 25 Jeft 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 fleek;
Halaman 153 - corrupted clergy, then in their highth. YET once more, O ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter conftraint, and fad occafion dear, Compels me to difturb your feafon
Halaman 155 - hair ? Fame is the fpur that the clear fpi'rit doth raife 70 (That laft infirmity of noble mind) To fcorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burft out into fudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th
Halaman 154 - lov'd to hear our fong. But O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never muft return ! Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods, and defert caves With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, 40 And all their echoes mourn. The willows, and the hazel copfes green, Shall now no more be feen,
Halaman 101 - With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear 125 In faffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feaft, and revelry, With
Halaman 100 - Or if the earlier feafon lead To the tann'd haycock in the mead. 90 Sometimes with fecure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocond rebecs found To many a youth, and many a maid, 95 Dancing in the chequer'd fhade; And young and old come forth to play On a
Halaman 154 - 25 Under the opening eye-lids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her fultry horn, Battening our flocks with the frefh dews of night Oft till the ftar that rofe, at evening, bright, 30 Tow'ard Heav'n's defcent had flop'd his
Halaman 177 - or moon, or ftar, throughout the year, 5 Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not .Againft Heav'n's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but ftill bear up and fteer Right onward. What fupports me, doft thou afk ? The
Halaman 101 - Lap me in foft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verfe, Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked fweetnefs long drawn out, 140 With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwifting all the chains that ty The hidden foul of harmony ; That Orpheus
Halaman 104 - In her fweeteft, faddeft plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon .yoke, Gently o'er th' accuftom'd oak; 60 Sweet bird that fhunn'ft the noife of folly, Moft mufical, moft melancholy ! Thee, chauntrefs, oft, the woods among, I woo to hear thy