 | 1869 - 974 ページ
...poem is partly derived from Italian models. — " The Golden Treasury," by FT Palgrave, p. 312.] TBT once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never aere, I come, to pluck your berries harsh and crude; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your... | |
 | John Milton - 1870 - 436 ページ
...Irish seas, 1637. And by occasion foretells the ruin of our corrupted clergy then in their height. YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles...rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead,... | |
 | 1870 - 464 ページ
...of childhood, age of youth; Die once to God, and then thou diest no more. Anon. CXXIX LYCIDAS. Yet 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 : 5 Bitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 ページ
...half-regain'd Eurydice. These delights, if thou canst give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live. LYCIDAS. .V7ET 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 : Hitter constraint, and sad occasion... | |
 | John Milton - 1926 - 360 ページ
...Irish Seas, 1637. And by occasion foretels the ruine of our corrupted Clergy then in their height. Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never^sear, I com to pluck your Berries oars]) and crude, And with f ore dfngers rude, Shatter your... | |
 | Richard Todd, Douglas C. Wilson - 1992 - 266 ページ
...Craig beginning his consideration of Milton's poetry with an extended reading out of "Lycidas" ("Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more/ Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere") ; Brower imitating the finicky, weary cadences of the lady in TS Eliot's "Portrait of... | |
 | Henry David Thoreau - 1993 - 372 ページ
...soil—containing potash? The vintage is come— the olive is ripe I come to pluck your berries harsh & crude; And with forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year; Why not for my coat of arms—for device a drooping cluster of potatoe balls.— in a potatoe field.... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 ページ
...And so sepulcher'd in such pomp dost lie. That kings for such a tomb would wish to die. 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 forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your... | |
 | William Riley Parker - 1996 - 708 ページ
...symbols of triumphant verse and immortality — must again have their unripe berries disturbed: 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... | |
 | David Solway - 1997 - 340 ページ
...issue in current educational debate, I am put embarrassingly in mind of the exordium to Lycidas: Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never sear, I com to pluck your Berries harsh and crude ... Will we never have done with it? We struggle... | |
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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. 
