1. 144 sqq. With a light and frolic round.

The MEASURE, in a wild, rude, and wanton antic.
Break off, break off, I hear a different pace
Of some chaste footing near about this ground;
Some virgin, sure, benighted in these woods.
Run to your shrouds within these brakes and trees
Our number may affright.
They all scatter.

Now to my trains

Il. 154, 155. My powder'd spells unto the spungy air

1. 164.

1. 181.

Of power to cheat the eye with sleight [blind] illusion.
And hug him into nets

In the blind alleys of this arched wood

11. 193-195. They had engaged their youthly steps too far To the soon-parting light, and envious darkness Had stoln them from me.

1. 208.

1. 214.

1. 219. 1. 231.

1. 243.

1. 252.

1. 270.

1. 310.

1. 352.

And airy tongues that lure night-wanderers.
Thou flittering angel, girt with golden wings,
And thou unspotted form of chastity,

I see ye visibly, and while I see ye,

This darky hollow is a paradise,

And heaven gates o'er my head: now I believe.
Would send a glistering cherub

To touch the prospering growth

Without sure steerage

From the chill dew of this dead solitude. [surrounding wild.]

Il. 355-359. She leans her thoughtful head, musing at our unkindness.

1. 371.

1. 376.

Or, lost in wild amazement and affright,

So fares as did forsaken Proserpine,

When the big rolling flakes of pitchy clouds

And darkness wound her in.

Could stir the stable mood

Oft seeks to solitary sweet retire.

11. 384, 385. Walks in black vapours, though the noontide brand

1. 390.

1. 403.

Blaze in the summer solstice.

For who would rob a hermit of his beads,

His books, or his hair-gown, or maple dish?

this vast and hideous wild [wide surrounding waste].

11. 409-415. Secure without all doubt and question: No.

I could be willing [beshrew but I would] though now i'
th' dark to try

A rough encounter [passado] with the shaggiest ruffian
That lurks by hedge or lane of this dead circuit,
To have her by my side, though I were sure

She might be free from peril where she is;
But where an equal, &c.

11. 422-424. And may, on every needful accident,

Be it not done in pride and wilful tempting,
Walk through huge forests

awe of chastity. horrid shades

And yawning dens where glaring monsters house.

moory fen

And sudden adoration of her pureness [bright rays].
Some curl'd man of the sword [hedger]

1. 425.
11. 429-430..

11. 433,434..

Blue wrinkled hag

1. 452.

1. 485.

1. 489.

1. 553.

Had best look to his forehead; here be brambles.

With spreading [blowing] honeysuckle

drowsy-flighted steeds

11.555, 556. At last a soft [still, sweet,] and solemn breathed sound Rose like the soft stream of distill'd perfume.

1. 606.

all the monstrous bugs.

11.608-610. And force him to release his new got prey,
Or drag him by the curls and cleave his scalp
Down to the hips.

1. 611.

11. 614, 615..

1. 627. 1.636.

11. 657,658..

1. 661.

1. 688.

1. 707.

But here thy steel can do thee small avail.

And crumble every sinew.

unquilt thy joints,

And good heaven cast his best regard upon us.
And you a statue, fixt as Daphne was.
Thou hast been tir'd

11. 713, 714. Cramming the seas with spawn innumerable,

The fields with cattle, and the air with fowl.

11.732-737. The sea o'erfraught would heave her waters up
Above the stars, and th' unsought diamonds
Would so bestud the centre with their starlight,
And so imblaze the forehead of the deep
Were they not taken thence, that they below
Would grow enur'd to day, and come at last.
It withers on the stalk and fades away.
coarse beetle-brows.
This is mere moral stuff; the very lees.

1. 744.

1. 749. 1. 807. 1. 816.

11. 846-848..

1. 851.

1. 857

1. 858.

1. 895.

1. 924.

art reverst.

delights to leave

Of pansies, and of bonny daffodils.

In honour'd Virtue's cause. [In hard distressed need.]
And add the power of some strong verse.

That my rich wheels inlays.

May thy crystal waves for this.

1. 957. In the stage direction .... President's castle; then enter

1. 962.

1. 973.

country dances and suchlike gambols, &c. At
these sports, the Dæmon, with the TWO BROTHERS
and the LADY, enters. The Dæmon sings.

Of nimbler toes and courtly [such neat] guise.
To a crown of deathless bays.

1. 975. Stage direction.

1. 979.

The Dæmon sings or says.

Up in the plain fields

11. 982, 983. Of Atlas [Hesperus] and his daughters [nieces] three.

[Where grows the high-born gold upon his native tree.] 1

11. 990-992. About the myrtle alleys fling

1. 995.

Balm and cassia's fragrant smells.

Iris there her garnisht [garisht] bow.
Than her watchet scarf can shew.

In second copy :

1. 1012.

Than her purfled scarf can shew

Yellow, watchet, green, and blue,

And drenches oft with manna [Sabæan] dew;

Where many a cherub soft reposes.

Now my message [business] well is done.

11. 1014, 1015.

1. 1023.

Far beyond the earth's end

Where the welkin low [clear] doth bend.
Heaven itself would bow to her.

1 This verse was struck out.

1

1. 26.

11. 30, 32.

1. 47. 1. 58.

Lycidas.

glimmering eyelids of the morn.
Evenstar bright

Towards heaven's descent had slop't his burnisht wheel.
gay buttons wear [bear].

What could the golden-hair'd Calliope

For her enchanting son,

When she beheld (the gods far-sighted be)
His gory scalp roll down the Thracian lea.

In the margin for the last two lines :

Whom universal Nature might lament,

And Heaven and Hell deplore,

When his divine head down the stream was sent.

11. 142-151. Bring the rathe primrose that unwedded dies,
Colouring the pale cheek of unenjoy'd love,
And that sad flow'r that strove

To write his own woes on the vermeil grain ;
Next add Narcissus, that still weeps in vain,
The woodbine, and the pansy freakt with jet,
The glowing violet;

The cowslip wan that hangs his pensive head,
And every bud that sorrow's livery wears,

Let daffodillies

11. 3, 4.

11. 6-8.

11. 12, 13.

Sonnet VIII.

Words with just notes, when most were wont to scan
With Midas ears, misjoining short and long.
And gives thee praise above the pipe of Pan,
To after age thou shalt be writ a man,
Thou didst reform thy art the chief among.
Fame by the Tuscan's leave shall set thee higher
Than old Casell, whom Dante woo'd to sing.

11. 3, 4.

11. 6-10.

1. 12.

1. 17.

1. 8.

ll. 10-12.

Sonnet IX.

earthly clod.

Of flesh and sin, which man from heaven doth sever.
Straight follow'd thee the path that saints have trod
Still as they journey'd from this dark abode

Up to the realm of peace and joy for ever.

Faith shew'd the way, and she who saw them best
Thy handmaids

On the New Forcers of Conscience.

By haire-brain'd Edwards.

Crop ye as close as marginal P's1 ears.

Sonnet XII.

her serpent wings.

For what can war but acts of war still breed
Till injur'd truth from violence be freed
And public faith be rescu'd from the brand.

Sonnet XIII.

1. 1.

1. 6.

1. 7.

1. 9.

1. 10.

through a crowd,

Not of war only, but distractions rude.

And fought God's battles, and his works pursu❜d.
While Darwent stream

And twenty battles more. Yet much remains.
No less than those of War