 CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet...  The Great Tradition: A Book of Selections from English and American Prose ... - Pàgina 126editat per - 1919 - 679 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | John Milton - 1809 - 534 pàgines
...Skinner, grandson of the great Lord Coke, cannot be transcribed too often. TO CYRIAC SKINNER. CYRIAC, this three years day, these eyes, though clear To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my nobie task, Of which... | |
 | William Hayley - 1810 - 418 pàgines
...care, though wise in show, That with superfluous burden loads the day, XVII. TO THE SAME. CYRIACK, this three years day these eyes, though clear, To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, Friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which... | |
 | John Milton - 1810 - 414 pàgines
...judge and spare ^° mteiPose them oft, is not -unwise. í lETS. l Ä7.YVÖ. XVII. TO THE SAME. CYRIACK, this three years day these eyes, though clear, To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, Friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 366 pàgines
...SAME. CYHIAC, this three-years-day these eyes, though To outward view, of blemish or of spot, [elear, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend, to' have lost them overIn liberty's defence, my noble task, [plied Of... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 pàgines
...burden loads the day ; And, when God sends a cheerful hour, 'refrains. XXII. TO THE SAME. CYRI AC ! this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend ! to' have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of... | |
 | 1876 - 1204 pàgines
...of quoting in connection with this the famous sonnet to his friend Cyriack Skinner : — " Cyriack, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1822 - 362 pàgines
...line, to have been written in the year 1655, the era of the commencement of the Paradise Lost. Cyriac, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them over plied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 612 pàgines
...and most admired of these Sonnets, that addressed to Cyriac Skinner, on his own blindness. " Cyriac, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend, t' have lost them overply'd In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1822 - 366 pàgines
...the commencement of the Paradise Lost. Cyriac, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear - r To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light,...and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them over plied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 594 pàgines
...and most admired of these Sonnets, that addressed to Cyriac Skiitner, on his own blindness. " Cyriac, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To...bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and sleer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend, t' nave lost them overply'd... | |
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