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... loved , And linked itself by carnal sensuality To a degenerate and degraded state . SECOND BROTHER . How charming is divine philosophy ! 16 Nor harsh , and crabbed , as dull fools suppose , But musical as is Apollo's lute , And a ...
... loved , And linked itself by carnal sensuality To a degenerate and degraded state . SECOND BROTHER . How charming is divine philosophy ! 16 Nor harsh , and crabbed , as dull fools suppose , But musical as is Apollo's lute , And a ...
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... loved master's heir , and his next joy ! I came not here on such a trivial toy As a strayed ewe , or to pursue the stealth Of pilfering wolf ; not all the fleecy wealth That doth enrich these downs , is worth a thought To this my errand ...
... loved master's heir , and his next joy ! I came not here on such a trivial toy As a strayed ewe , or to pursue the stealth Of pilfering wolf ; not all the fleecy wealth That doth enrich these downs , is worth a thought To this my errand ...
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... loved me well , 28 and oft would beg me sing , Which when I did , he on the tender grass Would sit , and hearken even to ecstasy , And in requital ope his leathern scrip , And show me simples of a thousand names , Telling their strange ...
... loved me well , 28 and oft would beg me sing , Which when I did , he on the tender grass Would sit , and hearken even to ecstasy , And in requital ope his leathern scrip , And show me simples of a thousand names , Telling their strange ...
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... of that fiery matter , which first breeds it , and then breaks through and consumes it . - Warburton . 27 P. 50. The pillared firmament is rottenness . Cf. " Paradise Regained , " iv . 455 . 28 P. 52. He loved me well , and oft 86 NOTES .
... of that fiery matter , which first breeds it , and then breaks through and consumes it . - Warburton . 27 P. 50. The pillared firmament is rottenness . Cf. " Paradise Regained , " iv . 455 . 28 P. 52. He loved me well , and oft 86 NOTES .
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A Mask John Milton. 28 P. 52. He loved me well , and oft would beg me sing . This is perhaps a compliment to the author's friend and schoolfellow , Charles Deodati , who had been bred up a physician . 29 P. 52 . Bore a bright golden ...
A Mask John Milton. 28 P. 52. He loved me well , and oft would beg me sing . This is perhaps a compliment to the author's friend and schoolfellow , Charles Deodati , who had been bred up a physician . 29 P. 52 . Bore a bright golden ...
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Page 30 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Page 36 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Page 18 - And in sweet madness robbed it of itself, But such a sacred and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss, I never heard till now.
Page 78 - But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run, Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon.
Page 55 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits, and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please and sate the curious taste?
Page 44 - Had ta'en their supper on the savoury herb Of kno.t-grass dew-besprent, and were in fold, I sat me down to watch upon a bank With ivy canopied, and interwove With flaunting honeysuckle, and began, Wrapt in a pleasing fit of melancholy, To meditate my rural minstrelsy, Till fancy had her fill.
Page 16 - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? I did not err: there does a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night, And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
Page 16 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Page 66 - Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen, for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save. y Listen, and appear to us, In name of great Oceanus ; By the earth-shaking Neptune's mace, And Tethys...
Page 24 - I saw them under a green mantling vine That crawls along the side of yon small hill, Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots. Their port was more than human, as they stood ; I took it for a fairy vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i