To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues; In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern... Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - Seite 162von John Milton - 1820 - 305 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
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...darkness, and with dangers compast round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers Nightly, or when Morn Purples the East: still govern...my Song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few. (PL, vn, 16-31) NOTES 1 The Works ofLordByron. letters and Journals, ed. Rowland E. Prothero (London,... | |
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...darkness, and with dangers compast round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit's! my slumbers Nightly, or when Morn Purples the East: still govern...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his Revellers, the Race Of that wild Rout that tore the Thracian Bard In Rhodope, where Woods and Rocks... | |
| John Milton, Merritt Yerkes Hughes - 2003 - 388 Seiten
...audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Baeehus and his Revellers, the Race Of that wild Rout that tore the Thracian...and Rocks had Ears 35 To rapture, till the savage clamor drown'd Both Harp and Voice; nor could the Muse defend Her Son. So fail not thou, who thee implores:... | |
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...while thou Visit'st my slumbers nighdy, or when morn Purples the east: still govern thou my song, 30 Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race0 Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks... | |
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