Milton's L'allegro, Il penseroso and Lycidas: ed. with an intr., paraphrase and vocabularies by F.S. Aldhouse. (Intermediate educ. course).1879 |
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... Sometime walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the ...
... Sometime walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the ...
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... Sometimes let me pause to hear the baying of the hounds and the shrill blast of the hunts- man's horn echoing through the deep wood from some frosty hill- side and waking the day with cheerful sounds . At others going farther abroad ...
... Sometimes let me pause to hear the baying of the hounds and the shrill blast of the hunts- man's horn echoing through the deep wood from some frosty hill- side and waking the day with cheerful sounds . At others going farther abroad ...
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... Sometimes I will visit the country villages , and delight myself with listening to the merry peals of the bells , while the young people dance under the trees to the strains of the fiddle ; where young and old flock out to spend the ...
... Sometimes I will visit the country villages , and delight myself with listening to the merry peals of the bells , while the young people dance under the trees to the strains of the fiddle ; where young and old flock out to spend the ...
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... Sometime walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the ...
... Sometime walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the ...
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... Sometimes let me pause to hear the baying of the hounds and the shrill blast of the hunts- man's horn echoing through the deep wood from some frosty hill- side and waking the day with cheerful sounds . At others going farther abroad ...
... Sometimes let me pause to hear the baying of the hounds and the shrill blast of the hunts- man's horn echoing through the deep wood from some frosty hill- side and waking the day with cheerful sounds . At others going farther abroad ...
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Seite 19 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, 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, 180 And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 9 - 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.
Seite 3 - 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.
Seite 11 - 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 ; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide...
Seite 7 - 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 hallow'd haunt.
Seite 5 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek.
Seite 11 - 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...
Seite 1 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 5 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.