Milton's Samson agonistes and Lycidas, with notes etc., by J. Hunter, Volume 451870 |
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adverbial affliction allusion ancient Antistrophe Arethusa Arethuse arms Baal-zebub bewail blind brigandine called Caphtor captive Cataphracts Chor Chorus clause Comus Dagon Dalila dark death deeds deliverance Denbighshire DOUBLE ENTRY dread embost enemies Eshtaol Etham EXAMINATION-QUESTIONS in BOOK-KEEPING expression eyes fame father favour fear feast flock flower foes fool fountain friends Gath Gaza glorious glory Greek Harapha hast hath head Heaven hence hither honour hope imitation Israel's JOHN HUNTER Judges xiv Judges xvi lamentation Logarithms lords Lycidas Manoa means Mess Milton Mincius mind misery MONODY mortal Mount Ephraim Muse Nazarite never noun numerous Ortygia Ovid Paradise Lost pastoral peace perhaps Philistines poem poet poetry prison PROGRESSIVE EXERCISES reproach sacred Sams Samson Agonistes says secret Shaksp shalt shame shepherd sight sorrow Spenser strength tears thee Theocritus thine thou art thought thy hand thyself tragedy tribe verb Virgil vows Warton winds words
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Pagina 84 - And all their echoes, mourn. The willows and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear When first the white-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherd's ear.
Pagina 89 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Pagina 83 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill.
Pagina 76 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Pagina 92 - And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Pagina 82 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Pagina 85 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Pagina 90 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears ; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Pagina 91 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Pagina 88 - Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain...