Milton's Comus, L'Allegro and Il Penseroso: With Numerous Illustrative Notes EtcLongmans, Green, and Company, 1864 - 96 pages |
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... thing of the poet's art in making this very natural and simple accident to be productive of the distress which forms the future business and complication of the fable . It is certainly a fault , that the brothers , although with some ...
... thing of the poet's art in making this very natural and simple accident to be productive of the distress which forms the future business and complication of the fable . It is certainly a fault , that the brothers , although with some ...
Page xiii
... the operation of the same things upon the gay and the melancholy temper , or upon the same man as he is differently disposed ; but rather how , among the successive MILTON'S COMUS , L'ALLEGRO , AND IL PENSEROSO . xiii.
... the operation of the same things upon the gay and the melancholy temper , or upon the same man as he is differently disposed ; but rather how , among the successive MILTON'S COMUS , L'ALLEGRO , AND IL PENSEROSO . xiii.
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... things foreknown ; When I build castles in the air , And void of sorrow , void of fear , Still please myself with fancies sweet , Methinks the time runs very fleet ; All my joys to this are folly ; Nought so gay as Melancholy . When to ...
... things foreknown ; When I build castles in the air , And void of sorrow , void of fear , Still please myself with fancies sweet , Methinks the time runs very fleet ; All my joys to this are folly ; Nought so gay as Melancholy . When to ...
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... things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance , Would send a glistering guardian , if need were , To keep my life and honour unassailed . Was I deceived , or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not ...
... things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance , Would send a glistering guardian , if need were , To keep my life and honour unassailed . Was I deceived , or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not ...
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... things seen in the element . ' Latimer's Sermon on 2nd Sunday in Ad- vent . 301. Plighted clouds . ] That is , clouds interwoven or forming chains , as if plaited . To plight means originally to twist or plait : hence its more modern ...
... things seen in the element . ' Latimer's Sermon on 2nd Sunday in Ad- vent . 301. Plighted clouds . ] That is , clouds interwoven or forming chains , as if plaited . To plight means originally to twist or plait : hence its more modern ...
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Page 62 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade...
Page 66 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Page 19 - 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 faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Page 57 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 16 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
Page 15 - 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 58 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus, at a birth, With two sister Graces more, To Ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 44 - What ! have you let the false enchanter scape ? O ye mistook ; ye should have snatched his wand, And bound him fast. Without his rod reversed, And backward mutters of dissevering power, We cannot free the Lady that sits here In stony fetters fixed and motionless.
Page 18 - I saw, what time the laboured ox In his loose traces from the furrow came, And the swinked hedger at his supper sat. 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.
Page 75 - The story of Cambuscan bold, no Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of turneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.