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Summer drought, or singed air,
Come, Lady, while Heav'n lends us grace,
But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky.
President's castle; then come in country dancers, after them the attendant Spirit, with the two Brothers and the Lady.
936. Upon, crown'd, understood from line 934.
425 With the mincing Dryades On the lawns, and on the leas.
965 This second song presents them to their Father
and Mother. Noble Lord, and Lady bright, I have brought ye new delight, Here behold so goodly grown Three fair branches of your own; Heav'n hath timely tried their youth, 970 Their faith, their patience, and their truth, And sent them here through hard assays With a crown of deathless praise, To triumph in victorious dance, O'er sensual folly and intemperance.
975 The dances ended, the Spirit epiloguizes.
Spi. 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; Along the crisped shades and bowers Revels the spruce and jocund Spring, 985 The Graces, and the rosy-bosom’d Hours, Thither all their bounties bring; There eternal Summer dwells, And west-winds with musky wing About the cedar'd alleys fling Nard and Cassia's balmy smells. Iris there with humid bow Waters the odorous banks that blow Flowers of more mingled hue Than her purfled scarf can shew,
995 And drenches with Elysian dew (List, mortals, if your ears be true) Beds of hyacinth and roses,
Where young Adonis oft reposes, 976. This farewell of the spirit is in close imitation of hartel's
song in the Tempest, Act 5. Sc. 3.
095. Purfled, embroidered.
Waxing well of his deep wound
1010 Youth and Joy; so Jove hath sworn.
But now my task is spioothly done,
Mortals that would follow me,
tirst worshipped by the Assyrians. There is a moral in this poem as sweetly and purely delicate as the verse is exquisite for its lovely images and melody. It was performed as a drama at Ludlow Castle, in 1634, before the Earl of Bridgewater, President of Wales, and was printed in 1637.
L’ALLEGRO. Hence, loathed Melancholy,
Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn,
(unholy! 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights This celebrated little descriptive poem and its companion, have preserved their distinct originality amid the crowd of similar compositions with which they are surrounded. They owe both their excellence and their popularity to the domestic character of their imagery, and to their direct appeal to the emotions which belong to the enjoyment of external nature. In other poenis of the same kind, the sentiments introduced are frequently those of the writer only, and not those which must, by the most general
Find out some uncouth cell,
5 Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous And the night raven sings;
(wings, There under ebon shades and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
10 But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In Heav'n yclep'd Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more
16 To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore; Or whether (as some sages sing) The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing, As he met her once a-Maying, There on beds of violets blue, And fresh-blown roses wash'd in dew, Fill'd her with thee daughter fa So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee
25 Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek;
80 Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides, Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe, And in thy right hand lead with thee
85 The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And, if I give thee honour due,
laws of human thought and feeling, belong to both the author and the reader. Sensations of gladness or melancholy may be infinitely varied, and in a poem of sentiment or character should bear the deep impress of personality ; but when nature is described in her cheerful or sombre aspect, the connexion between the object and the emotion should be certain and instantaneous. If the reader compare these poems with other descriptive compositions, and the feelings with which he reads them, he will better perceive the peculiar excellence of the former.
L'Allegro, che cheerful man, and n Penseroso, the melancholy man, both Italian terms, and well adapted to the author's purpose. For the mythology of the poems, Milton is his own authority.
Mirth, admit me of thy crew