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Side 29
... strain , Though unsuccessfull , was not fung in vain : All , but the nimph that should redress his wrong , Attend his passion , and approve his fong . Like Phœbus thus , acquiring unfought praise , He catcht at love , and fill'd his arm ...
... strain , Though unsuccessfull , was not fung in vain : All , but the nimph that should redress his wrong , Attend his passion , and approve his fong . Like Phœbus thus , acquiring unfought praise , He catcht at love , and fill'd his arm ...
Side 44
... herb that fips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To fomthing like prophetick strain . These pleasures Melancholy give , 175 And I with thee will choose to live . LY CID A S. IN this Monody the author bewails 44 MILTON .
... herb that fips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To fomthing like prophetick strain . These pleasures Melancholy give , 175 And I with thee will choose to live . LY CID A S. IN this Monody the author bewails 44 MILTON .
Side 94
... strain hard to gain the Weft , From fetlocks hot drops melted light , Which turns ' to meteors in the night . III . The fhadows now fo long do grow , That brambles like tall cedars show , Mole - hills feem mountains , and the ant ...
... strain hard to gain the Weft , From fetlocks hot drops melted light , Which turns ' to meteors in the night . III . The fhadows now fo long do grow , That brambles like tall cedars show , Mole - hills feem mountains , and the ant ...
Side 122
... strain . Break his bands of fleep afunder , 120 125 And rouse him , like a rattling peal of thunder . Hark , hark , the horrid found Has rais'd up his head : As awak'd from the dead , And amaz'd , he ftares around . Revenge , revenge ...
... strain . Break his bands of fleep afunder , 120 125 And rouse him , like a rattling peal of thunder . Hark , hark , the horrid found Has rais'd up his head : As awak'd from the dead , And amaz'd , he ftares around . Revenge , revenge ...
Side 149
... strains , And with one heav'nly smile o'erpay his pains ? No longer shall the Nut - brown Maid be old ; 5 Tho ' fince her youth three hundred years have roll'd . At thy defire , she shall again be rais'd ; II And her reviving charms in ...
... strains , And with one heav'nly smile o'erpay his pains ? No longer shall the Nut - brown Maid be old ; 5 Tho ' fince her youth three hundred years have roll'd . At thy defire , she shall again be rais'd ; II And her reviving charms in ...
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againſt beauteous beauty bleft Born breaſt bright cauſe charms cloſe dame defire deſpair diſtant dyed e'er eaſe Emma Emma's Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair falutes fame fate fear fecret feem fhade fhall fide fighs fight filence filk fing firſt flain flame fleep flow foft fome fong foon forrow foul freſh ftill ftream fuch fudden fung fwain groves heart heav'n himſelf HOBBINOL inſpire kings laft LANQUET laſt lefs loft lov'd Lycidas maid mind moſt Mufe Muft Muſe muſt night Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er paffion pain paſs paſt pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent purſue reft reſt rifing riſe roſes ſay ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſhow ſkill ſky ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thro Twas uſe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe winds wiſh woods youth
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Side 41 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Side 45 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Side 33 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, 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 sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Side 118 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Side 35 - 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; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Side 48 - 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.
Side 51 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Side 40 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
Side 33 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Side 253 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.