 Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring : Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.  Papers for teachers - Page 2001880Full view - About this book
 | Richard Frederick Fuller - Biography & Autobiography - 1863 - 358 pages
...amendment was rejected, and the bill as it passed included the clergy. CHAPTER IX. TRIBUTES IN VERSE. "Begin, then, sisters of the sacred well That from...seat of Jove doth spring, — Begin, and somewhat louder sweep the string ! " FUNERAL OF CHAPLAIN FULLER. UPON the church altar what form lieth low,... | |
 | John Milton - 1864 - 584 pages
...upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the Sacred Well ! That from...doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the strinj ! Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my... | |
 | Charles Stuart Calverley - 1865 - 216 pages
...ille feretrum Flente, voluteturque arentes corpus ad auras, Indotatum adeo et lacrymse vocalis egenum. Begin then, sisters of the sacred well, That from...So may some gentle muse With lucky words favour my destined urn, And, as he passes, turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud: For we were nursed... | |
 | John Milton, Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - 708 pages
...parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, 16 That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring; Begin,...So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn; » And, as he passes, turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. * This jK>em first... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1865 - 784 pages
...parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, 15 That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring ! Begin,...coy excuse: So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favor my destined urn ; 20 And, as he passes, turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1865 - 736 pages
...does the Muse strike when it is of her own subjects that she is singing I ' Begin then, Sisters of tho sacred well That from beneath the seat of Jove doth...spring, Begin ; and somewhat loudly sweep the string :' or,— « When to tho sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past :... | |
 | Charles Stuart Calverley - English poetry - 1866 - 320 pages
...ille feretrum Flente, voluteturque arentes corpus ad auras, Indotatum adeo et lacrymse vocalis egenum. Begin then, sisters, of the sacred well, That from...So may some gentle muse With lucky words favour my destined urn, And, as he passes, turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud : For we were nursed... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 574 pages
...upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well That from beneath...So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn ; And, as he passes, turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nursed... | |
 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters5 of the sacred well3 That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string j Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined... | |
 | John Milton, Edward Phillips - English poetry - 1868 - 632 pages
...upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, sisters of the sacred well, That from...denial vain, and coy excuse. So may some gentle Muse WTith lucky words favor my destined urn, And, as he passes, turn And bid fair peace be to my sable... | |
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