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" 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 leaves before the mellowing year. "
Licida, di Giovanni Milton: Mondodia per la morte del naufragato Eduardo King - الصفحة 43
بواسطة John Milton - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 55
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Imagination and fancy; or Selections from the English poets, with critical ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...reason, is supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...reason, i* supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton, in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 278
...supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Hot ' ton, in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, 0 ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I contc to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced ftngers rude Shatter your leaves before...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...reason, is supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 206
...inspiration taught; Where each poetic votary sings In heavenly strains of heavenly things. LYCIDAS. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year : Bitter constraint and sad occasion...

The Book of Poetry

Bennett George Johns - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...taught ; Where each poetic votary sings In heavenly strains of heavenly things. BP. KEN. LYCIDAS. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year : Bitter constraint and sad occasion...

The Metropolitan, المجلد 50

1847 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...answer these criticisms, we need merely reprint part of the poem itself. Milton thus begins : — " Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pick your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude. Shatter your leaves before the mellowing...

The Metropolitan Magazine, المجلد 50

1847
...answer these criticisms, we need merely reprint part of the poem itself. Milton thus begins : — " Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pick your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing...

The Poetical Works, of John Milton: With a Memoir and Seven Embellishments

John Milton - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 604
...seas, 1 637 . 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 brown, with ivy never-sere, I come to pluck your berries, harsh and crude, And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your...

Poetical Works

John Milton - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 704
...well might wait on her. Such a rural queen All Arcadia hath not seen. EJTD OP ARCADRS. LYCIDA8. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year: Bitter constraint, and sad occasion...




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