...Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dunce, Led on the eternal Spring. Not that fair field Of Knna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower, by gloomy Dis Was gather'd, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world ; nor that sweet grove Of Daphne...

...Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers — 270 Herself a fairer flower, by gloomy Dis Was gather'd, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world ; nor that sweet grove Of Daphne by Orontes, and the inspir'd Castalian spring, might with this Paradise...

...wax is melted, the seal about to be applied, and Milton breaks out, " O for that warning voice," &c. There are two specimens of a very extraordinary beauty...flower, by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres ail that pain To seek her through the world." The other is that ending " nor could the Muse defend...

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...leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring. Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering...flowers, Herself a fairer flower, by gloomy Dis Was gather'd, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world ; nor that sweet grove Of Daphne...

...leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring. m of dim Night A glimmering dawn : here Nature first...begins Her farthest verge, and Chaos to retire As from gather'd, which coat Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world ; nor that sweet grove Of Daphne...

...loveliness, and fragility; he is transported in imagination to the 'gardens of Gul in their bloom,' — or that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering...Herself a fairer flower, by gloomy Dis Was gathered. Mortal and immortal fancies crowd upon his imagination. He becomes for the time, at least, a better,...

...leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring. kin gather'd, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world ; nor that sweet grove Of Daphne...

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...— The story is represented in a rich, fanciful landscape ; in the foreground, a wild solitude — " That fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flow'r, by gloomy Dis Was gathered." A group of six nymphs in front; and Cyane, transformed to a fountain,...