Milton's LycidasBlackie & son, limited, 1902 - 112 páginas |
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... colour , his voice delicate and tunable . Dark grey eyes and auburn hair falling on his shoulders went with an oval face , and though there was so much of the woman in his look that he was called ' the lady of Christ's ' , 1 yet his ...
... colour , his voice delicate and tunable . Dark grey eyes and auburn hair falling on his shoulders went with an oval face , and though there was so much of the woman in his look that he was called ' the lady of Christ's ' , 1 yet his ...
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... colours , a picture , evidently taken from his own experiences , of marital unhappiness , and vociferously calls upon the age to quit their clogs by the known rules of ancient liberty " 1 - urging as one of the most indefeasible rights ...
... colours , a picture , evidently taken from his own experiences , of marital unhappiness , and vociferously calls upon the age to quit their clogs by the known rules of ancient liberty " 1 - urging as one of the most indefeasible rights ...
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... coloured and perfectly proportioned flower with an unpleasant scent . Three years after the death of his first wife , Milton married Catherine Woodcock . Fifteen months later she died , after giving birth to a daughter who only survived ...
... coloured and perfectly proportioned flower with an unpleasant scent . Three years after the death of his first wife , Milton married Catherine Woodcock . Fifteen months later she died , after giving birth to a daughter who only survived ...
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... coloured ( if sometimes rather " made up " ) pictures of the external world , by the delicate play of poetic fancy , the felicity of the diction , and the dainty grace of the light fantastic rhythm . 66 For the student of Milton's life ...
... coloured ( if sometimes rather " made up " ) pictures of the external world , by the delicate play of poetic fancy , the felicity of the diction , and the dainty grace of the light fantastic rhythm . 66 For the student of Milton's life ...
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... colour , Comus reminds me of Raphael's picture of Santa Margherita stepping unscathed over the dragon , while he " swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail " . Vice is depicted in all its fulsome splendour , virtue in its radiant ...
... colour , Comus reminds me of Raphael's picture of Santa Margherita stepping unscathed over the dragon , while he " swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail " . Vice is depicted in all its fulsome splendour , virtue in its radiant ...
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Aeneid Ajacis altered ancient Arcades beauty BLACKIE'S Browne called Cambridge Church classical colour Comus criticism Crown 8vo Dante death Delphinium E. K. Chambers Edited by E. K. Edited by John ELEMENTARY English epithet Essay F'cap 8vo Faerie Queene flower FRENCH G. A. Henty genius German Greek Henry HISTORY hyacinth iambic Illustrated imaginative Jerome Harrison Jerram John Downie Johnson Julius Cæsar Keith Leask King L'Allegro larkspur Latin lily lines literary Lycidas M. A. Cloth Macaulay Macaulay-Essay means Milton Milton's earlier poems Milton's verse mind modern Muses nature Numbers Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passage pastoral Penseroso perhaps petals poet poetic poetry probably PROSE reader regard rhythm rime Ruskin says seems Shakespeare shepherds sing song sonnet speaks Spenser star Stopford Brooke STORIES syllables TEXT-BOOK Theocritus thought tion translation true VERE FOSTER'S Verity Virgil words writers written
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Página 51 - Say there be; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean: so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 70 - 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.
Página 45 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Página 67 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Página 66 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
Página 65 - Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.
Página 69 - Herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel Pipes of wretched straw, The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Página 69 - Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Página 68 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are...
Página 13 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,' Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.