The Works of the English Poets: MiltonH. Hughs, 1779 - English poetry |
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... waves into attention , And fell Charybdis murmur'd foft applaufe : Yet they in pleasing flumber lull'd the fenfe , And in fweet madness robb'd it of itself ; But fuch a facred , and home - felt delight , Such fober certainty of waking ...
... waves into attention , And fell Charybdis murmur'd foft applaufe : Yet they in pleasing flumber lull'd the fenfe , And in fweet madness robb'd it of itself ; But fuch a facred , and home - felt delight , Such fober certainty of waking ...
Page 144
... wave this wand , Your nerves are all chain'd up in alabaster , And you a statue , or as Daphne was Root - bound , that fled Apollo . LA . Fool , do not boast , 660 Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind With all thy charms ...
... wave this wand , Your nerves are all chain'd up in alabaster , And you a statue , or as Daphne was Root - bound , that fled Apollo . LA . Fool , do not boast , 660 Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind With all thy charms ...
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... adjuring verse . Sabrina fair , SONG . Liften where thou art fitting Under the glaffy , cool , translucent wave , In twisted braids of lilies knitting L 4 860 The The loose train of thy amber - dropping hair ; COMUS , A MASK , 751.
... adjuring verse . Sabrina fair , SONG . Liften where thou art fitting Under the glaffy , cool , translucent wave , In twisted braids of lilies knitting L 4 860 The The loose train of thy amber - dropping hair ; COMUS , A MASK , 751.
Page 152
... , rife , and heave thy rofy head From thy coral - paven bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our fummons anfwer'd have . Liften and fave . 885 Sabrina Sabrina rifes , attended by water - nymphs , and 352 MILTON'S POEM S.
... , rife , and heave thy rofy head From thy coral - paven bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our fummons anfwer'd have . Liften and fave . 885 Sabrina Sabrina rifes , attended by water - nymphs , and 352 MILTON'S POEM S.
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... waves for this Their full tribute never miss 925 From a thousand petty rills , That tumble down the fnowy hills : Summer drouth , or singed air , Never fcorch thy treffes fair ; Nor wet October's torrent flood Thy molten crystal fill ...
... waves for this Their full tribute never miss 925 From a thousand petty rills , That tumble down the fnowy hills : Summer drouth , or singed air , Never fcorch thy treffes fair ; Nor wet October's torrent flood Thy molten crystal fill ...
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Page 109 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Page 65 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 10 - Let there be lig;ht, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon. When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 160 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Page 164 - 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 162 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Page 97 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 180 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Page 165 - Through the dear might of him that walked 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 105 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.