Milton's Minor Poems: L'allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus, and LycidasScott, Foresman, 1919 - 173页 |
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第60页
... keep thy wonted state , With even step , and musing gait , And looks commercing with the skies , Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes ; There , held in holy passion still , Forget thyself to marble , till With a sad leaden downward cast ...
... keep thy wonted state , With even step , and musing gait , And looks commercing with the skies , Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes ; There , held in holy passion still , Forget thyself to marble , till With a sad leaden downward cast ...
第64页
... keep , Entice the dewy - feathered Sleep . And let some strange mysterious dream Wave at his wings , in airy stream Of lively portraiture displayed , Softly on my eyelids laid ; 145 150 And , as I wake , sweet music breathe Above ...
... keep , Entice the dewy - feathered Sleep . And let some strange mysterious dream Wave at his wings , in airy stream Of lively portraiture displayed , Softly on my eyelids laid ; 145 150 And , as I wake , sweet music breathe Above ...
第67页
... keep up a frail and feverish being , Unmindful of the crown that Virtue gives , 10 After this mortal change , to her true servants Amongst the enthron'd gods on sainted seats . Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their ...
... keep up a frail and feverish being , Unmindful of the crown that Virtue gives , 10 After this mortal change , to her true servants Amongst the enthron'd gods on sainted seats . Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their ...
第71页
... keep- What hath night to do with sleep ? Night hath better sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . 125 Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only daylight that makes sin , Which these dun shades will ne'er report . Hail ...
... keep- What hath night to do with sleep ? Night hath better sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . 125 Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only daylight that makes sin , Which these dun shades will ne'er report . Hail ...
第73页
... keeps up about his country gear . But here she comes ; I fairly step aside , And hearken , if I may her business hear . The LADY enters 170 Lady . This way the noise was , if mine ear be true , My best guide now . Methought it was the ...
... keeps up about his country gear . But here she comes ; I fairly step aside , And hearken , if I may her business hear . The LADY enters 170 Lady . This way the noise was , if mine ear be true , My best guide now . Methought it was the ...
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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,