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| HENCE loathèd Melancholy | |
| Of Cerberus, 1 and blackest midnight born, | |
| In Stygian Cave 2 forlorn | |
| Mongst horrid shapes, and shreiks, and sights unholy, | |
| Find out som uncouth cell, | 5 |
| Where brooding darkness spreads his jealous wings, | |
| And the night-Raven sings; | |
| There under Ebon shades, and low-browd Rocks, | |
| As ragged as thy Locks, | |
| In dark Cimmerian desert 3 ever dwell. | 10 |
| But com thou Goddes fair and free, | |
| In Heavn ycleapd Euphrosyne, 4 | |
| And by men, heart-easing Mirth, | |
| Whom lovely Venus at a birth | |
| With two sister Graces more | 15 |
| To Ivy-crownèd Bacchus bore; | |
| Or whether (as som Sager sing) | |
| The frolick Wind that breathes the Spring, | |
| Zephir with Aurora playing, | |
| As he met her once a Maying, | 20 |
| There on Beds of Violets blew, | |
| And fresh-blown Roses washt in dew, | |
| Filld her with thee a daughter fair, | |
| So bucksom, blith, and debonair. | |
| Haste thee nymph, and bring with thee | 25 |
| Jest and youthful Jollity, | |
| Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, | |
| Nods, and Becks, and Wreathèd Smiles, | |
| Such as hang on Hebes 5 cheek, | |
| And love to live in dimple sleek, | 30 |
| Sport that wrincled Care derides, | |
| And Laughter holding both his sides. | |
| Com, 6 and trip it as ye go | |
| On the light fantastick toe, | |
| And in thy right hand lead with thee, | 35 |
| The Mountain Nymph, sweet Liberty; | |
| And if I give thee honour due, | |
| Mirth, admit me of thy crue | |
| To live with her, and live with thee, | |
| In unreprovèd pleasures free; | 40 |
| To hear the Lark begin his flight, | |
| And singing startle the dull night, | |
| From his watch-towre in the skies, | |
| Till the dappled dawn doth rise; | |
| Then to com in spight of sorrow, | 45 |
| And at my window bid good morrow, | |
| Through the Sweet-Briar, or the Vine, | |
| Or the twisted Eglantine. 7 | |
| While the Cock with lively din, | |
| Scatters the rear of darkness thin, | 50 |
| And to the stack, or the Barn dore, | |
| Stoutly struts his Dames before, | |
| Oft listning how the Hounds and horn | |
| Chearly rouse the slumbring morn, | |
| From the side of som Hoar Hill, 8 | 55 |
| Through the high wood echoing shrill, | |
| Som time walking not unseen | |
| By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green, | |
| Right against the Eastern gate, | |
| Wher the great Sun begins his state, 9 | 60 |
| Robd in flames, and Amber light, | |
| The clouds in thousand Liveries dight. | |
| While the Plowman neer at hand, | |
| Whistles ore the Furrowd Land, | |
| And the Milkmaid singeth blithe, | 65 |
| And the Mower whets his sithe, | |
| And every Shepherd tells his tale 10 | |
| Under the Hawthorn in the dale. | |
| Streit mine eye hath caught new pleasures | |
| Whilst the Lantskip round it measures, | 70 |
| Russet Lawns, 11 and Fallows Gray, 12 | |
| Where the nibling flocks do stray, | |
| Mountains on whose barren brest | |
| The labouring clouds do often rest: | |
| Meadows trim with Daisies pide, | 75 |
| Shallow Brooks, and Rivers wide. | |
| Towers, and Battlements 13 it sees | |
| Boosomd high in tufted Trees, | |
| Wher perhaps som beauty lies, | |
| The Cynosure 14 of neighbouring eyes. | 80 |
| Hard by, a Cottage chimney smokes, | |
| From betwixt two aged Okes, | |
| Where Corydon and Thyrsis met, | |
| Are at their savory dinner set | |
| Of Hearbs, and other Country Messes, | 85 |
| Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses; | |
| And then in haste her Bowre she leaves, | |
| With Thestylis to bind the Sheaves; | |
| Or if the earlier season lead | |
| To the tannd Haycock in the Mead, | 90 |
| Som times with secure delight | |
| The up-land Hamlets will invite, | |
| When the merry Bells ring round, | |
| And the jocond rebecks sound | |
| To many a youth, and many a maid, | 95 |
| Dancing in the Chequerd shade; | |
| And young and old com forth to play | |
| On a Sunshine Holyday, | |
| Till the live-long day-light fail, | |
| Then to the Spicy Nut-brown Ale, | 100 |
| With stories told of many a feat, | |
| How Faery Mab the junkets eat, | |
| She was pincht, and pulld she sed, | |
| And he by Friars Lanthorn led | |
| Tells how the drudging Goblin swet, | 105 |
| To ern his Cream-bowle duly set, | |
| When in one night, ere glimps of morn, | |
| His shadowy Flale hath threshd the Corn | |
| That ten day-labourers could not end, | |
| Then lies him down the Lubbar Fend. 15 | 110 |
| And stretchd out all the Chimneys length, | |
| Basks at the fire his hairy strength; | |
| And Crop-full out of dores he flings, | |
| Ere the first Cock his Mattin rings. | |
| Thus don the Tales, to bed they creep, | 115 |
| By whispering Windes soon lulld asleep. | |
| Towred Cities please us then, | |
| And the busie humm of men, | |
| Where throngs of Knights and Barons bold, | |
| In weeds of Peace high triumphs hold, | 120 |
| With store of Ladies, whose bright eies | |
| Rain influence, and judge the prise | |
| Of Wit, or Arms, while both contend | |
| To win her Grace, whom all commend | |
| There let Hymen oft appear | 125 |
| In Saffron robe, with Taper clear, | |
| And pomp, and feast, and revelry, | |
| With mask, and antique Pageantry, | |
| Such sights as youthfull Poets dream | |
| On Summer eeves by haunted stream. | 130 |
| Then to the well-trod stage anon, | |
| If Jonsons learnèd Sock 16 be on, | |
| Or sweetest Shakespear 17 fancies childe, | |
| Warble his native Wood-notes wilde, | |
| And ever against eating Cares, | 135 |
| Lap me in soft Lydian Aires, | |
| Married to immortal verse | |
| Such as the meeting soul may pierce | |
| In notes, with many a winding bout | |
| Of linckèd sweetnes long drawn out, | 140 |
| With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, | |
| The melting voice through mazes running; | |
| Untwisting all the chains that ty | |
| The hidden soul of harmony. | |
| That Orpheus self may heave his head | 145 |
| From golden slumber on a bed | |
| Of heapt Elysian flowres, and hear | |
| Such streins as would have won the ear | |
| Of Pluto, to have quite set free | |
| His half regaind Eurydice. | 150 |
| These delights, if thou canst give, | |
| Mirth with thee, I mean to live. | |
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| Note 1. Cerberus: Erebus, was the spouse of night, but Milton, in order to have Melancholy inspire horrour and repulsion, invented the present genealogy (Huntingdon). [back] |
| Note 2. Stygian cave: where arrived the shades ferried across by Charon. [back] |
| Note 3. Cimmerian desert: the land and city of the Cimmerians, shrouded in mist and cloud, and never does the shining sun look down on them with his rays, neither when he climbs up the starry heavens nor when again he turns earthward from the firmament but deadly night is outspread over miserable mortals (Odyssey, xi. 1319, Butcher and Lang). [back] |
| Note 4. Euphrosyne: The first parentage assigned to Euphrosyne (on the strength of a scholiasts commentary to the Æneid) makes her the half sister of Comus, who was the son of Circe by Bacchus. Euphrosyne represents innocent pleasure; Comus represents evil, sensual pleasure. In the double parentage Milton has in mind two ideals of innocent pleasurethat which springs from Wine and Love, and that which springs from Dawn and the light breezes of summer (Moody, Cambridge edition). [back] |
| Note 5. Hebe: cup-bearer to the gods, and personification of eternal youth. [back] |
| Note 6. Then come: this obscure passage has been discussed and interpreted by many editors. Massons explanation seems the more favourably accepted: Milton, or whoever the imaginary speaker is, asks Mirth to admit him to her company, and that of the nymph Liberty, and let him enjoy the pleasures natural to such companionship (3840). He then goes on to specify such pleasures, or to give examples of them. The first (4144) is that of sensations of early morning, when, walking round a country cottage, one hears the song of the mounting sky-lark, welcoming the signs of sunrise. The second is that of coming to the cottage window, looking in, and bidding a cheerful good-morrow, through the sweet-briar, vine, or eglantine, to those of the family who are astir. [back] |
| Note 7. Sweet-briar
eglantine: these plants being identical, it is supposed by Warton, Milton meant the honeysuckle; by Keightley, the dog-rose. [back] |
| Note 8. Hoar Hill: i.e., covered with hoar-frost. [back] |
| Note 9. His state: triumphal progress, like that of a monarch, with the clouds in thousand liveries dight as the suns attendants (Moody, Cambridge edition). [back] |
| Note 10. Tells his tale: tale is here used in the sense of number, and tells, in the sense of count: thus meaning every shepherd counts his sheep; Certainly, says Mr. Moody, a more realistic morning occupation than story-telling. [back] |
| Note 11. Russet lawns: open lands or fields, quite different from our present meaning of a plot of grass in the front of a modern house. [back] |
| Note 12. Fallows gray: a fallow is a piece of ploughed land left unsown (Masson). [back] |
| Note 13. Towers and Battlements: Masson declares that these are almost evidently Windsor Castle which was not far from Horton where Milton was living when he composed the poem. [back] |
| Note 14. Cynosure: literally Dogs Tail, applied to the constellation of the Lesser Bear, containing the Pole-Star, which was fancifully supposed to resemble a dog. By this constellation the Phnician mariners steered, while the Greek mariners directed their course by the Greater Bear. The metaphorical meaning is the object upon which the attention is fixed. [back] |
| Note 15. Lubbar-Fend: lubbar-fiend. [back] |
| Note 16. Johnsons learnèd Sock: the sock, from Latin soccus, the low-heeled slipper worn by actors in ancient comedy, and contrasted to the buskin, from cothurnus, or high-heeled boot worn by tragic actors. The allusion is to Jonsons great erudition as displayed in his remarkable comedies. [back] |
| Note 17. Sweetest Shakespear: despite Miltons couplets, the epitaph On Shakespear, 1630, this characterisation of the great dramatist, exquisite as it is, rather leaves the impression that Milton did not fully appreciate the superior genius of Shakespeare. [back] |
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