Milton's Minor Poems: L'allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus, and LycidasScott, Foresman, 1919 - 173页 |
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... Jove . 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 ...
... Jove . 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 ...
第66页
... Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aërial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air , Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot 66 Which men call Earth , and , with low -
... Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aërial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air , Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot 66 Which men call Earth , and , with low -
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... Jove , Imperial rule of all the sea - girt isles That , like to rich and various gems , inlay The unadornèd bosom of the deep ; Which he , to grace his tributary gods , 25 By course commits to several government , And gives them leave ...
... Jove , Imperial rule of all the sea - girt isles That , like to rich and various gems , inlay The unadornèd bosom of the deep ; Which he , to grace his tributary gods , 25 By course commits to several government , And gives them leave ...
第68页
... Jove , I was dispatched for their defense and guard : And listen why ; for I will tell you now What never yet was heard in tale or song , From old or modern bard , in hall or bower . Bacchus , that first from out the purple grape ...
... Jove , I was dispatched for their defense and guard : And listen why ; for I will tell you now What never yet was heard in tale or song , From old or modern bard , in hall or bower . Bacchus , that first from out the purple grape ...
第69页
... Jove Chances to pass through this adventurous glade , 80 Swift as the sparkle of a glancing star I shoot from heaven , to give him safe convoy , As now I do . But first I must put off These my sky - robes , spun out of Iris ' woof , And ...
... Jove Chances to pass through this adventurous glade , 80 Swift as the sparkle of a glancing star I shoot from heaven , to give him safe convoy , As now I do . But first I must put off These my sky - robes , spun out of Iris ' woof , And ...
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第101页 - The Muse herself, for her enchanting son, 60 Whom universal nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore ? Alas ! what boots it with uncessant care 65 To tend the homely, slighted
第45页 - As he met her once a-Maying, There, on beds of violets blue, And fresh-blown roses washed in dew. Filled her with thee, a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe 's cheek,
第101页 - hair ? 70 Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days ; But, the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, 110
第54页 - cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek ; Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Gambali, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife. ! That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass 115
第46页 - watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-brier or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine ; While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before
第49页 - 135 And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus
第55页 - pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude ax with heaved stroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt. There in close covert, by some brook, While the bee with honeyed thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring,
第106页 - gray ; He touched the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay. And now the sun had stretched out all the hills, And now was dropt into the western bay. At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue ; Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new. 190
第56页 - pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell,
第97页 - with musky wing .990 About the cedarn alleys fling Nard and cassia's balmy smells. Iris there with humid bow Waters the odorous banks, that blow Flowers of more mingled hue 995 Than her purfled scarf can shew, And drenches with Elysian dew (List, mortals, if your ears be true) Beds of hyacinth and roses,