Comus: A Mask: Presented at Ludlow Castle 1634, Before the Earl of Bridgewater, Then President of WalesT. Bensley, 1799 - Počet stran: 124 |
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Strana 46
... SPIRIT , AFTERWARDS IN THE HABIT OF THYRSIS . COMUS WITH HIS CREW . THE LADY . FIRST BROther . SECOND BROTHER . SABRINA THE NYMPH . THE CHIEF PERSONS , WHO PRESENTED , WERE THE LORD BRACKLEY . MR . THOMAS EGERTON , HIS Brother . THE ...
... SPIRIT , AFTERWARDS IN THE HABIT OF THYRSIS . COMUS WITH HIS CREW . THE LADY . FIRST BROther . SECOND BROTHER . SABRINA THE NYMPH . THE CHIEF PERSONS , WHO PRESENTED , WERE THE LORD BRACKLEY . MR . THOMAS EGERTON , HIS Brother . THE ...
Strana 47
... Spirit descends or enters . BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live inspher'd In regions mild of calm and serene air , Above the smoke and stir of this dim ...
... Spirit descends or enters . BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live inspher'd In regions mild of calm and serene air , Above the smoke and stir of this dim ...
Strana 56
... spirits Prompt me ; and they perhaps are not far off , SONG . Sweet Echo , sweetest nymph , that liv'st unseen , Within thy airy shell , By slow Meander's margent green , And in the violet embroider'd vale , Where the love - lorn ...
... spirits Prompt me ; and they perhaps are not far off , SONG . Sweet Echo , sweetest nymph , that liv'st unseen , Within thy airy shell , By slow Meander's margent green , And in the violet embroider'd vale , Where the love - lorn ...
Strana 67
... Spirit , habited like a shepherd . That halloo I should know , what are you ? speak ; Come not too near , you fall on iron stakes else . Spir . What voice is that ? my young lord ? speak again . Sec . Br . Obrother , ' tis my father's ...
... Spirit , habited like a shepherd . That halloo I should know , what are you ? speak ; Come not too near , you fall on iron stakes else . Spir . What voice is that ? my young lord ? speak again . Sec . Br . Obrother , ' tis my father's ...
Strana 75
... spirits of balm and fragrant syrups mix'd ; Not that Nepenthes , which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove - born Helena , Is of such pow'r to stir up joy as this , To life so friendly , or so cool to thirst . Why should you be so ...
... spirits of balm and fragrant syrups mix'd ; Not that Nepenthes , which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove - born Helena , Is of such pow'r to stir up joy as this , To life so friendly , or so cool to thirst . Why should you be so ...
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Strana 117 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Strana 118 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Strana 122 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Strana 84 - Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks, Sleeking her soft alluring locks; By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance: Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head From thy coral-paven bed, And bridle in thy headlong wave, Till thou our summons answered have.
Strana 88 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, 980 All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.
Strana 121 - Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else, great bards beside, In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of tourneys and of trophies hung; Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Strana 119 - And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Strana 53 - Of some chaste footing near about this ground. Run to your shrouds within these brakes and trees ; Our number may affright. Some virgin sure (For so I can distinguish by...
Strana 67 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Strana 121 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass ; And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...