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... lute well touch'd , or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air ? He who of those delights can judge , and spare To interpose them oft , is not unwise . JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , whose 123.
... lute well touch'd , or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air ? He who of those delights can judge , and spare To interpose them oft , is not unwise . JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , whose 123.
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Alexander Dyce. JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , whose grandsire , on the royal bench Of British Themis , with no mean applause Pronounc'd , and in his volumes taught , our laws , Which others at their bar so often wrench ...
Alexander Dyce. JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , whose grandsire , on the royal bench Of British Themis , with no mean applause Pronounc'd , and in his volumes taught , our laws , Which others at their bar so often wrench ...
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Alexander Dyce. JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , this three years day these eyes , though clear , To outward view , of blemish or of spot , Bereft of light , their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear ...
Alexander Dyce. JOHN MILTON . TO CYRIACK SKINNER . CYRIACK , this three years day these eyes , though clear , To outward view , of blemish or of spot , Bereft of light , their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear ...
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... Cyriack Skinner : the Sonnet to H. Lawes was prefixed to Choice Psalms put into music by H. and W. Lawes , 1648 : it has escaped the observation of Milton's commen- tators that the Sonnet to Sir Henry Vane was first printed in the Life ...
... Cyriack Skinner : the Sonnet to H. Lawes was prefixed to Choice Psalms put into music by H. and W. Lawes , 1648 : it has escaped the observation of Milton's commen- tators that the Sonnet to Sir Henry Vane was first printed in the Life ...
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... Cyriack Skinner were not inserted in the edi- tion of 1673. " These Sonnets - in easy majesty and severe beauty , une- qualled by any other compositions of the kind — are now given from Mr. Todd's text , in which several readings from ...
... Cyriack Skinner were not inserted in the edi- tion of 1673. " These Sonnets - in easy majesty and severe beauty , une- qualled by any other compositions of the kind — are now given from Mr. Todd's text , in which several readings from ...
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ANNA SEWARD beams beauty behold birds bliss bowers breast breath bright brow CHARLOTTE SMITH clouds CYRIACK SKINNER dark dear death delight dost earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes fade fair faith fame flowers grace green grief grove happy hath heart heaven heavenly HENRY CONSTABLE honour hope JOHN BAMPFYLDE JOHN MILTON light live looks lov'd love's MICHAEL DRAYTON mind mirth morn mourn Muse never night o'er pale peace Pity Poems poison'd praise pride publick rest rose round SAMUEL DANIEL shades shine shore sigh sight silent sing SIR PHILIP SIDNEY Sith sleep smiles songs Sonnets sorrow soul spring stars streams sweet tears thee thine THOMAS EDWARDS THOMAS WARTON thou art thou hast thou shalt thought true truth unto verse virtue waste weep WILLIAM DRUMMOND WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wings winter youth
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Page 111 - endu'th. Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye. JOHN MILTON.
Page 126 - wash'd from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old Law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came, vested all in white, pure as her mind : Her face was veil'd ; yet to my fancied sight Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person
Page 205 - JOHN KEATS. ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER. Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen ; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft
Page 121 - blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who, having learn'd thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe. JOHN MILTON. ON HIS BLINDNESS.
Page 201 - 1802. ilton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bowe Have forfeited their ancient English
Page 201 - raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness ; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.
Page 57 - love remember'd, such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste : Then can I drown an eye,
Page 78 - Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away,
Page 82 - Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom. The mortal moon hath her eclipse endur'd, . And the sad augurs mock their own presage ; Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most
Page 82 - time My love looks fresh, and death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.