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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. "
Licida, di Giovanni Milton: Mondodia per la morte del naufragato Eduardo King - 43 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: John Milton - 1812 - 55 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Book of Eloquence: A Collection of Extracts in Prose and Verse, from the ...

1853 - 452 ÆäÀÌÁö
...unavenged ? Arise ! ye Goths, and glut your ire ! XVII— LYOIDAS. A MONODY. f MILTON. j YET once more, 0 ye laurels, and once more ' Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, i I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before...
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The Columbia Granger's Dictionary of Poetry Quotations

Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1132 ÆäÀÌÁö
...GTBS; GTBS-P; HAP; HoPM; JCP; LiTB; NoP; OAEL-1; OBEY; OBS; PPP; SeCePo; TEP; TrGrPo Lyctdas 25 Yet never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your...
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Teaching What We Do: Essays by Amherst College Faculty

Richard Todd, Douglas C. Wilson - 1992 - 152 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 a Lady": So intimate,...
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A Year in Thoreau's Journal: 1851

Henry David Thoreau - 1993 - 339 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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....
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Milton: The life

William Riley Parker - 1996 - 1539 ÆäÀÌÁö
...symbols of triumphant verse and immortality — must again have their unripe berries disturbed: Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles...come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion...
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Lying about the Wolf: Essays in Culture and Education

David Solway - 1997 - 313 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - 1998 - 360 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 brown, with ivy never-sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd f1ngers rude Shatter your...
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November: Lincoln's Elegy at Gettysburg

Kent Gramm - 2001 - 344 ÆäÀÌÁö
...They are the unknown mothers and fathers of an uncertain generation. They are Lincoln's children. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere . . . Once more, as in every passing year, we remember the laughing, melancholy stranger, deep with...
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The Complete Critical Guide to John Milton

Richard Bradford - 2001 - 215 ÆäÀÌÁö
...of WBYeats' follow a similar line). The opening is at once conventional and slightly puzzling. Yet once more. O ye laurels, and once more. Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, 1 come to pluck your berries harsh and crude. And with forced fingers rude. Shatter your leaves before...
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Complete Poems and Major Prose

John Milton - 2003 - 1059 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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,...
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