...?—Poor creatures, we reply, have you entirely lost your senses ? Hasten then to the woods and wilds— Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding darkness...spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings,— for ye are not fit for the society of men of fashion. The next thing to be considered is the truly...

...and blackest midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sighs unholy, Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding...as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In Heaven ycleped Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth,...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell." MILTON: L'Allegro. Milton has here employed black with true artistic feeling to throw up the light...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.' Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles,...

...life and light, and the very tone and beat of the \etse axe °«k \ gree animating and picturesque. Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness...as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou Goddess fair and free, In heaven ycleped Euphrosyne, 1 And by men, heart-easing Mirth,...

...Darkness spreads her jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks. In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.* But come, them goddess fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth;...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth ,...

...Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth ,...

...Darkness spreads her jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphrosyne, A.nd by men, heart-easing Mirth;...

...darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks. As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell. But come, thou goddess, fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing mirth;...