English PoemsEdward Chauncey Baldwin, Harry Gilbert Paul American book Company, 1908 - 415 páginas |
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... ) . Old Age JOHN MILTON ( 1608–1674 ) . L'Allegro Il Penseroso Lycidas On the Late Massacre in Piedmont On His Blindness 20 70 70 · Fr 71 71 122 72 73 73 78 83 89 89 SIR JOHN SUCKLING ( 1609-1642 ) . Why so Pale 6 CONTENTS.
... ) . Old Age JOHN MILTON ( 1608–1674 ) . L'Allegro Il Penseroso Lycidas On the Late Massacre in Piedmont On His Blindness 20 70 70 · Fr 71 71 122 72 73 73 78 83 89 89 SIR JOHN SUCKLING ( 1609-1642 ) . Why so Pale 6 CONTENTS.
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... Milton ( Alcaics ) . Crossing the Bar . NOTES 284 284 286 288 • 295 303 308 308 309 · 309 311 · 312 · 317 · 319 319 320 322 322 · 325 326 · 326 · 327 · 329 331 340 342 342 · 345 ENGLISH POEMS PERIOD OF PREPARATION GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340 ...
... Milton ( Alcaics ) . Crossing the Bar . NOTES 284 284 286 288 • 295 303 308 308 309 · 309 311 · 312 · 317 · 319 319 320 322 322 · 325 326 · 326 · 327 · 329 331 340 342 342 · 345 ENGLISH POEMS PERIOD OF PREPARATION GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1340 ...
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... MILTON 1608-1674 L'ALLEGRO 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 , 5 ΙΟ 5 Where brooding ...
... MILTON 1608-1674 L'ALLEGRO 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 , 5 ΙΟ 5 Where brooding ...
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... The laboring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it sees 45 50 55 60 65 20 70 55 75 Bosomed high in tufted trees , Where perhaps some beauty MILTON 75.
... The laboring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it sees 45 50 55 60 65 20 70 55 75 Bosomed high in tufted trees , Where perhaps some beauty MILTON 75.
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... , Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; 135 140 That Orpheus ' self may heave his head From golden slumber on a bed 145 Of heaped Elysian flowers , and hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto MILTON ...
... , Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; 135 140 That Orpheus ' self may heave his head From golden slumber on a bed 145 Of heaped Elysian flowers , and hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto MILTON ...
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Adonais alliteration auld lang syne aweary ballad beauty beneath birds blow breast breath bright brow Burns charm cloud cold Compare Cymbeline dark Dark Tower dead dear death deep doth dream earth English eternal eyes Faerie Queene fair fear flowers glory grief hand happy hath Hazeldean hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour Il Penseroso John John Anderson Kemp Owyne King L'Allegro land leaves light lines living Lochinvar look Lycidas lyric Mac Flecknoe Milton mourn ne'er never night o'er pain pale Paradise Lost poem poet poetry Porphyro pride rhyme river rose round Samian wine sigh silent sing sleep smile song sonnet sorrow soul sound Spenser spirit stanza stars sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought twas verse voice weep wild winds wings words youth ΙΟ
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Página 171 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 134 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Página 58 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Página 233 - Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Página 256 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Página 258 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Página 138 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way "With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Página 61 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Página 327 - Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Página 185 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.