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Page 10
The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the
gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the
slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the ...
The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the
gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the
slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the ...
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Hail, foreign wonder ! Whom certain these rough shades did never breed, Unless
the goddess that in rural shrine Dwell'st here with Pan, or Sylvan ; by blest song
Forbidding every bleak unkindly fog LADY. Nay, gentle shepherd, ill is lost that ...
Hail, foreign wonder ! Whom certain these rough shades did never breed, Unless
the goddess that in rural shrine Dwell'st here with Pan, or Sylvan ; by blest song
Forbidding every bleak unkindly fog LADY. Nay, gentle shepherd, ill is lost that ...
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Nay, gentle shepherd, ill is lost that praise That is addressed to unattending ears ;
Not any boast of skill, hut extreme shift How to regain my severed company,
Compelled me to awake the courteous Echo To give me answer from her mossy
...
Nay, gentle shepherd, ill is lost that praise That is addressed to unattending ears ;
Not any boast of skill, hut extreme shift How to regain my severed company,
Compelled me to awake the courteous Echo To give me answer from her mossy
...
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COMUS. Due west it rises from this shrubby point. LADY. To find out that, good
shepherd, I suppose, In such a scant allowance of star-light, Would overtask the
best land-pilot's art, Without the sure guess of well- practised feet. Dingle, or
bushy ...
COMUS. Due west it rises from this shrubby point. LADY. To find out that, good
shepherd, I suppose, In such a scant allowance of star-light, Would overtask the
best land-pilot's art, Without the sure guess of well- practised feet. Dingle, or
bushy ...
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I,AI)Y. Shepherd, I take thy word, And trust thy honest-offered courtesy, Which oft
is sooner found in lowly sheds With smoky rafters, than in tap'stry halls And courts
of princes, where it first was named, And yet is most pretended : in a place Less ...
I,AI)Y. Shepherd, I take thy word, And trust thy honest-offered courtesy, Which oft
is sooner found in lowly sheds With smoky rafters, than in tap'stry halls And courts
of princes, where it first was named, And yet is most pretended : in a place Less ...
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ambrosial amidst Bacchus beg me sing beget on youthful bower BREAD STREET brute C O M U Carpathian wizard's charming chaste chastity COMUS Corineus Cornwall Dark-veiled Cotytto darkness daughter dead Parthenope's divine doth earth cumbered ELDER BROTHER enchanter esteemed Estrildis Faerie Queene fair false Fancy can beget fear flocks foul gentle give goddess grace Guendolen halloo hast hath head be crowned Hecat herb hidden strength honour Jove knot-grass LADY Listen Locrine lord loved LUDLOW mayst Milton mortal nectared Nereus night nymph o'er Paradise Lost ribs of Death robes spun Roving the Celtic Sabrina Scylla SECOND BROTHER shades shepherd shrewd meddling silver lining sister sits the Assyrian soft and solemn-breathing solemn-breathing sound song soul spell SPIRIT stalk with languished stars stream Strive to keep swain sweet taste tell thee thou thought Thrice upon thy thy banks Thyrsis unlocked my lips wand wild wings wood
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| Title | Comus: A Mask |
| Author | John Milton |
| Publisher | G. Routledge & Company, 1858 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 24 Oct 2007 |
| Length | 90 pages |
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