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...and by occafion foretels the ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in their highth. z YE T ones more, Oi ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never fere, 1 come to pluck your berries harih and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before...

...the author bewails a learned friend, unfortunately drown d in his paffage from Chejler on the IriJIi feas, 1637, and by occafwn foretels the ruin of our...with Ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter...

...with that awful grandeur and fober dignity* by which the elegiac mufe is particularly diftinguilhtd. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, «ith ivy never fere. 1 come to pluck your berries hatlh and crude, And with forc'd fingers mde, Shatter...

...Irifh feas, 1637, and by occafion foretels the ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in their highth. YE T once more, O ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles...with Ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter...

...choice began, And lofe, with pride, the lover in the man. LYCIDAS*. A MONODY. BY MR. JOHN MILTON. YE T once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles...with ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfli and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter...

...perhaps confidered as funereal greens. This whatever defe&s it may have, is certainly poetical ; Vv I, Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never fear, J come to pluck your berries harm and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your leaves...

...Virgil's epithet is PARNASSIUS. In the text, he joins the Myrtle and the Laurel, as in LYCIDAS, v. I. Yet once more, O ye LAURELS, and once more, Ye MYRTLES brown, &c.— — Secret! hxc aliqua mundi de parte videbc^ Quantum fata finunt : et tota mente ferenum Ridens,...

...Irish seas, 1637, and by oecasion foretells tht ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in tbeirbightb. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and erude, And with forc'd ringers rude Shatter your leaves...

...learned friend unfortunately drown'd in his paflage from Chefter on the Irifh feas, 1637, and by occafion foretels the ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in...with Ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter...