 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 pages
...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... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1843 - 830 pages
...prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. L @ ~ J H g | ! a 44 \'z ] l "+- ?% KF~ never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude : And, with forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1844 - 606 pages
...lauri, carpam, et te, proxima myrte. Virg. Eel. ii. Qual vaghezza di lauro ? o qual di mirto ? Petrarca. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown. Milton, Lycidas. 5 Fell.] Statius lived to write only a small part of the Achilleid. In natures most... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pages
...good reason, is supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...good reason, i* supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton, in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...note 4, p. 32. 6 Bright-harnessed — equipped in bright armour. LYCID AS.1 ABRIDGED. YET once more,2 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1846 - 402 pages
...good reason, is supposed to have been written, like the preceding ones, at Horton in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never seer, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves... | |
 | John Milton - 1847 - 604 pages
...unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish seas, 1 637 . And by occasion foretells the ruin of our corrupted clergy then in their highth....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... | |
 | 1847 - 488 pages
...answer these criticisms, we need merely reprint part of the poem itself. Milton thus begins : — " Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pick your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves... | |
 | Book - English poetry - 1847 - 216 pages
...inspiration taught ; Where each poetic votary sings In heavenly strains of heavenly things. BP. KEN. LYCIDAS. 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... | |
| |
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. 
