...homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth : And, O, ye dolphins! waft the hapless youth. Weep no more, woful Shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks...

...Deva spreads her wizard stream, — Ah 1 me, I fondly dream ! — *•**••* Weep no more, woful shepherds! weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead ; Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor, So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks...

...Angel, now, and melt with ruth : And, O, ye dolphins ! waft the hapless youth. Weep no more, woful Shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks...

...and assurance of divine justice. We have been comforted with beauty. Our hearts are ready for belief. Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For...sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks...

...ancient Greek Theocritus, Milton envisioned his drowned friend Edward King's soul as a morning star: Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor, So sinks...his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky: So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high,...

..."beneath the watery floor," where Lycidas is, presages the spiritual resurrection of the dead man: So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head. Finally, the setting sun puts the world to rest as the swain sings — but not without the promise...

...writer's own mortality and ambitions; finishing in the remarkable optimism of a renewal, with the words: Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead Thus sang the uncouth swain to the oaks and rills, While the still morn went out with sandals grey;...

...monstrous world" (158) — to circular, with the sun that sinks only to rise again. Lycidas will also rise, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor; So sinks...his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky. (167-71) There is a new dimension here,...

...Bayona's hold. Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth, And O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth. Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more; For...sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor: So sinks the daystar in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head And tricks...

...satchel. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the ten: — - Weep no mare, woful shepherd, weep no more For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor... It must be a movement then, an actuality of the possible as possible. Aristotle's phrase...