Milton's Comus, Lycidas, and Other Poems; And Matthew Arnold's Address on Milton

Milton's Comus, Lycidas, and Other Poems; And Matthew Arnold's Address on Milton

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ...sweet thou sing'st, how near the deadly snare!' Then down the lawns0 I ran with headlong haste, Through paths and turnings often trod by day, Till, guided by mine ear, I found the place 570 Where that damned wizard, hid in sly disguise (For so by certain signs I knew), had met Already, ere my best speed could prevent,0 The aidless innocent lady, his wished prey; Who gently asked if he had seen such two, 575 Supposing him some neighbour villager. Longer I durst not stay, but soon I guessed Ye were the two she meant; with that I sprung Into swift flight, till I had found you here; / But further know I not. Sec. Bro. O night and shades, 580 How are ye joined with hell in triple knot Against the unarmed weakness of one virgin, Alone and helpless! Is this the confidence You gave me, brother? Eld. Bro. Yes, and keep it still; Lean on it safely; not a period0 585 Shall be unsaid for me. Against the threats Of malice or of sorcery, or that power Which erring men call Chance, this I hold firm: Virtue may be assailed, but never hurt, Surprised by unjust force, but not enthralled; 590 Yea, even that which Mischief meant most harm Shall in the happy trial0 prove most glory. But evil on itself shall back recoil, And mix no more with goodness, when at last, Gathered like scum, and settled to itself, 695 It shall be in eternal restless change Self-fed and self-consumed. If this fail, The pillared firmament0 is rottenness, And earth's base built on stubble. But come, let's on! Against the opposing will and arm of Heaven 600 May never this just sword be lifted up; But, for0 that damned magician, let him be girt With all the griesly legions that troop Under the sooty flag0 of Acheron, Harpies0 and Hydras,0 or all the monstrous forms 606 'Twixt Africa and Ind, I'll...show more

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  • Paperback | 50 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 109g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236534379
  • 9781236534378