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... hear the lark begin his flight , V. VI . And , singing , startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies . Then to come , in spite of sorrow , And at my window bid good morrow , Through the sweet - brier or the vine , Or ...
... hear the lark begin his flight , V. VI . And , singing , startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies . Then to come , in spite of sorrow , And at my window bid good morrow , Through the sweet - brier or the vine , Or ...
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... hear thy even - song . XXIV . And , missing thee , I walk unseen , On the dry smooth - shaven green , To behold the wandering moon . XXV . XXVI . Oft on a plat of rising ground , I hear the far - off curfew sound , . Over some wide ...
... hear thy even - song . XXIV . And , missing thee , I walk unseen , On the dry smooth - shaven green , To behold the wandering moon . XXV . XXVI . Oft on a plat of rising ground , I hear the far - off curfew sound , . Over some wide ...
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... live with thee , In unreproved pleasures free ; To hear the lark begin his flight , And , singing , startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; 3 L'ALLEGRO .・ト Then to come , in spite.
... live with thee , In unreproved pleasures free ; To hear the lark begin his flight , And , singing , startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; 3 L'ALLEGRO .・ト Then to come , in spite.
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... hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto , to have quite set free His half - regain'd Eurydice . These delights if thou canst give , Mirth with thee I mean to live . 13 IL PENSEROSO . HENCE , vain deluding joys , The. Lap me ...
... hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto , to have quite set free His half - regain'd Eurydice . These delights if thou canst give , Mirth with thee I mean to live . 13 IL PENSEROSO . HENCE , vain deluding joys , The. Lap me ...
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... hears the Muses , in a ring , Aye round about Jove's altar sing . And add to these retired Leisure , That in trim gardens takes his pleasure . 1 17 IL PENSEROSO . But first , and chiefest. And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim ...
... hears the Muses , in a ring , Aye round about Jove's altar sing . And add to these retired Leisure , That in trim gardens takes his pleasure . 1 17 IL PENSEROSO . But first , and chiefest. And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim ...
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antique Black blithe bold bore bower breathe bright bring brood brook Casting cell cheek cloud cock COLLEGE Darkness daughter delight dight DIVINITY doors doth drawn dream Dwell eves fail fair Fast fill fire fling folly give golden Graces green grove Hail hairy Haste hath haunt head hear heave heaven held HENCE herb hold holy IL PENSEROSO immortal L'ALLEGRO lawn LIBRARY lies light live Melancholy midnight mind Mirth morn Mountains Muses never night nymph o'er Orpheus pale Peace PENSEROSO play pleasures Riding ring rise robe rocking round sage shades shapes sights sing sister skies slumber Sometimes soul sound spirit stage storied strain stream sun begins sweet sweetest tale Tells thee thou goddess told Towers trim unseen walk wanton Warble Whilst wide window winds wings wont wood youthful
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الصفحة 22 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
الصفحة 15 - But hail, thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, Or that starred Ethiop Queen that strove To set her beauty's praise above The Sea-Nymphs, and their powers offended.
الصفحة 17 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...
الصفحة 16 - Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
الصفحة 18 - And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
الصفحة 1 - 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.
الصفحة 7 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape round it measures...
الصفحة 21 - Or call up him that left half told 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.
الصفحة 20 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
الصفحة 5 - Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...