And ever against eating cares
Lap me in soft Lydian airs,
Married to immortal verse,
Such as the meeting soul may pierce,
In notes with many a winding bout
Of linked sweetness long drawn out.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- L'Allegro, Line 135
Lap me in soft Lydian airs,
Married to immortal verse,
Such as the meeting soul may pierce,
In notes with many a winding bout
Of linked sweetness long drawn out.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- L'Allegro, Line 135
Related:
- Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul
And lap it in Elysium.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line... - Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek. -- John Milton... - Fortune's Guide to Freshman Notetaking:
WHEN THE PROFESSOR SAYS:
YOU WRITE: Probably the greatest quality of the poetry... - Time will run back and fetch the age of gold.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Hymn on Christ's Nativity, Line... - How gladly would I meet
Mortality my sentence, and be earth
Insensible!
how glad would lay me down As in my mother's lap! ... - The olive grove of Academe,
Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird
Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Regained, Book... - Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line... - My unpremeditated verse.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line... - Long is the way
And hard, that out of hell leads up to light.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii...
