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" Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. "
Pvbli Vergili Maronis Bvcolica: Aeneis: Georgica: the greater poems of Virgil - الصفحة 18
بواسطة Virgil - 1894
عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب

Passages from the Diary of a Late Physician, المجلد 3

Samuel Warren - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 530
...strong ; thou didst hide thy face and I was troubled!" VOL. III. CHAPTER IV. THE MERCHANT'S CLERK. " Yet once more O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh aud crude^; And, with forced finders rudp, Shatter your leayes before...

Passages from the diary of a late physician (by S. Warner). (Orig. publ. in ...

Samuel Warren - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 692
...strong ; thou didst hide thy face and I was troubled!" VOL. III. CHAPTER IV. THE MERCHANT'S CLERK. " Yet once more O ye laurels, and once more. Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never eere, 1 come to pluck your berries harsh and crude'; And, with forced finders rude, Shatter your leaves...

The American Monthly Magazine, المجلد 5;المجلد 11

1838 - عدد الصفحات: 716
...casting a look first at the Paradise Regained and then at the Samson Agonistes, to be set a-reciting " Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy ever sere !" and then we had nothing for it but to read over the whole in our very best manner. Few...

The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes and a Life of the Author, المجلد 2

John Milton - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...Irish seas, KvJ7 ; and by occasion foretells the ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in their height. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd lingers rude, Shatter your leaves before...

Lyric Poetry of Glees, Madrigals, Catches, Rounds, Canons, and Duets: As ...

1840 - عدد الصفحات: 652
...They come, they come ! (D'Almaine and Co.) GLEE,/or 4 Voices.— G. BERG. (Alto, 2 Tenors, and Bass.) YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never-sear, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 164
...; In the days of my youth I remember'd my God, Aud He hath not forgotten my age." SOUTHET. IjttDaa. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before...

Chromatography; Or, A Treatise on Colours and Pigments: And of Their Powers ...

George Field - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...poets. Milton employs this colour in the beginning of his monody of Lycidas thus plaintively :— " Vet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before...

The True Catholic Churchman, in His Life, and in His Death: The Sermons and ...

Benjamin Davis Winslow - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...Neto ITorft: WILEY AND PUTNAM. M DCCC \ ti . ANDOVER- HARVARD THEOLOGICAL LIBRARY CAMBRIDGE. MASS. \J Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy nevar sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Scatter your...

Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 840
...prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. tive ! Here he sees Revolving never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude: And, with forc'd fingers rude, Shatlcr your...

The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical ..., المجلد 2

John Milton - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...Syrinx your Pan's mistress were, Yet Syrinx well might wait on her. Such a rural queen MINOR POEMS. ET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come, to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves...




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