...occasion fortels the rnin of onr corrnpted cler. gy9 then in their height. YET once more, O ye Lanrels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never sere, I come to plnck yonr berries harsh and crnde, And, with fore' d finfers rnde, Shatter yonr leaves before the...

...ihec will choose to live. 752 BOOK IV. SENTIMENTAL, LYRICAL, AND LUDICROUS. § 3. LYCIDAS. MILTON. YBT once more, O ye Laurels, and once more, Ye Myrtles...leaves before the mellowing year; Bitter constraint, ami sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due j For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,...

...prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. Yrr e perfection ! therein Man Plac'd in a Paradise, by our exile Hade never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude : And, with forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your...

...Irish Seas, 1637. And by occasion foretells the ruin of our corrupted Clergy, then in their highth. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles...to pluck your berries harsh and. crude; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year: Bitter constraint, and sad occasion...

...learned friend, who," on his passage from Chester to Ireland, was drowned in the Irish seas, 1637.] YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude : And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your...

...August 10, 1637. Mr. King was a fellow of Christ's College, Cambridge. YET once more, O ye lanrels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crnde ; And, with forced fingers rnde, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year : Bitter constraint,...

...Manuscript appears to have been written in November, 16i,7, when he was almost twenty-nine years old : YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, and these words in the printed titles of this poem, and by occasion. fvretels the ruin of our corrupted...

...prophetic strain. Those pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. Yet hurch, in last resort, should judge the sense. But first they would ass scar, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves...

...the death of a fair infant dying of a cough, Epitaph on the Marchioness of V\ inchester, &c. 1. — O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,"^ The laurel, as he was a poet, for that was sacred to Apollo; the myrtle, as he was of a proper age...

...Irith teat, 1637 : and by occtuion foreielU the ruin tfour corrupted clergy, then in their height. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forc'd fingers rude. * This poem...