 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 páginas
...prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. YET ! Here he sees Revolving never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude: And, with forc'd fingers rude, Shatlcr your... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1893 - 340 páginas
...Ye myrtle* brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your betriei hanh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and tad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For LYCIDAS a down, down ere bis prime. "... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 páginas
...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...to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 830 páginas
...prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live. LYCIDAS. YET @ ~ 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... | |
 | 1850 - 640 páginas
...alacrity than even she had been known to do upon many a worthier subject. CHAPTER VIII. Yet once more, oh, ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
 | Samuel Warren - 1844 - 460 páginas
...Sir, yours obediently, A RUINED GAMESTER. — Prison, Oct. 17. CHAPTER V. THE MERCHANT'S CLERK. "Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, 1 come to pluck your berries harsh and crude; And , with forced fingers rude , Shatter your leaves... | |
 | Samuel Warren - 1844 - 464 páginas
...strong : thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled!" CHAPTER XXVII. THE MERCHANT'S CLERK. " Yet once more ! O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never eere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...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...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
 | John D'Alton - 1845 - 360 páginas
...friendship, the immortal bard thus touchingly laments his friend: " Yet once more, oh ye laurels I and once more, Ye myrtles brown with ivy never sere...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 páginas
...written, like the preceding ones, at Horton, in Buckinghamshire. Yet once more, 0 ye laurels, and (face 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 Bitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
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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. 
