Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I. Bickerstaff[e1797 |
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الصفحة 16
... comes- " The second Attendant Spirit descends . " Declare on what strange errand bent " Thou visitest this clime to me assign'd , " So far remote from thy appointed sphere . 30 S. Spi . " On no appointed task thou seest me now ; " But ...
... comes- " The second Attendant Spirit descends . " Declare on what strange errand bent " Thou visitest this clime to me assign'd , " So far remote from thy appointed sphere . 30 S. Spi . " On no appointed task thou seest me now ; " But ...
الصفحة 22
... Come , knit hands and beat the ground In a light fantastic round . A Dance . Break off , break off ; I feel the diff'rent pace Of some chaste footing near about this ground . 190 200 210 Run to your shrouds within these brakes and trees ...
... Come , knit hands and beat the ground In a light fantastic round . A Dance . Break off , break off ; I feel the diff'rent pace Of some chaste footing near about this ground . 190 200 210 Run to your shrouds within these brakes and trees ...
الصفحة 23
... comes ; I fairly step aside And hearken if I may her bus'ness here . Enter the Lady . 220 Lady . This way the noise was , if mine ear be true , My best guide now : methought it was the sound 230 Of riot and ill - manag'd merriment ...
... comes ; I fairly step aside And hearken if I may her bus'ness here . Enter the Lady . 220 Lady . This way the noise was , if mine ear be true , My best guide now : methought it was the sound 230 Of riot and ill - manag'd merriment ...
الصفحة 35
... comes well , if not , Defence is a good cause , and Heav'n be for us . Enter the first Attendant Spirit , habited like a Shepherd . Y.Bro . That halloo I should know - What are you ? speak . " Come not too near ; you fall on iron An II ...
... comes well , if not , Defence is a good cause , and Heav'n be for us . Enter the first Attendant Spirit , habited like a Shepherd . Y.Bro . That halloo I should know - What are you ? speak . " Come not too near ; you fall on iron An II ...
الصفحة 41
... come you ; They only suit suspicious shrivell'd Age . SONG . By a Man and two Women . Live and love , enjoy the fair , Banish sorrows , banish care ; Mind not what old dotards say ; Age has had his share of play , But youth's sport ...
... come you ; They only suit suspicious shrivell'd Age . SONG . By a Man and two Women . Live and love , enjoy the fair , Banish sorrows , banish care ; Mind not what old dotards say ; Age has had his share of play , But youth's sport ...
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الصفحة 47 - 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, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
الصفحة 34 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
الصفحة 34 - Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
الصفحة 31 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
الصفحة 66 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
الصفحة 32 - That musing meditation most affects The pensive secrecy of desert cell, Far from the cheerful haunt of men and herds, And sits as safe as in a senate-house ; For who would rob a hermit of his weeds, His few books, or his beads, or maple dish...
الصفحة 56 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
الصفحة 48 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 23 - My best guide now : methought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment, Such as the jocund flute, or gamesome pipe, Stirs up among the loose unletter'd hinds, When, for their teeming flocks, and granges full, In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan, And thank the gods amiss.
الصفحة 44 - I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death...