 | Robert Blakey - 1853 - 200 страница
...cannot help, in traversing its cells, to think of the beautiful lines of Milton in " II Penseroso "— " And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful...every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience doth attain To something like prophetic strain; These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee... | |
 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 страница
...weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and nightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every...Melancholy give, And I with thee will choose to live. SADNESS. Foreboding, or anticipation of any unfortunate event that may happen, produces the species... | |
 | Robert Blakey - 1853 - 198 страница
...help, in traversing its cells, to think of the beautiful lines of Milton in " II Penseroso "• — " And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful...every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sipa the dew, Till old experience doth attain To something like prophetic strain ; These pleasures,... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 страница
...windows, richly dight, Casting a dim religious light ; There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below, In service high, and anthems clear, As...Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. ...j 78 MILTOM : ,; ' : LYCIDAS. Yet once more, O ye'Laurels, and once more, Ye Myrtles brown, with... | |
 | 1854 - 456 страница
...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...sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic... | |
 | John Milton - 1855 - 564 страница
...service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into eestasies, And bring all heaven before mine eyes. And may at...Melancholy, give, And i with thee will choose to live. LYClDAS. (/« tku Monody the author bewails the loss of his friend Edward Kitty, who was drowned on... | |
 | John Milton - 1855 - 64 страница
...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...sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic... | |
 | 1855 - 458 страница
...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...sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 страница
...high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, Arid bring all heaven before mine eyes. And may at last...sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1855 - 418 страница
...the Tempest brings, i And may at last my weary ago Find out the peaceful hermitagp, The hairy gmvn and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell...experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. II Pemeroso. 'Twere sweet, ere yet his terrors rave, To sit upon the Wizard's grave ; That Wizard Priest's,... | |
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Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. 
