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Scalar Milton

Evan Thomas, Milton Group8, Milton Group7, Milton Group6, Milton Group5, Milton Group4, Milton Group3, Milton Group2, Milton Group1, Milton Group9, Authors

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Sere

Sere) withered.
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The Shepheardes Calender: January    Edmund Spenser    EK's gloss

Related:  And thou vnlucky Muse, that wontst to ease,  vnnethes,  Art made a myrrhour, to behold my plight:,  Yet all for naught: [such] sight hath bred my bane.,  Rosalind,  A thousand sithes I curse that carefull hower,,  His clownish gifts,  auaile,  And am forlorne, (alas why am I lorne?),  The blossome, which my braunch of youth did beare,,  As on your boughes the ysicles depend.,  Ah God, that loue should breede both ioy and payne.,  overhaile,  My timely buds with wayling all are wasted:,  Stoure,  I loue thilke lasse, (alas why doe I loue?),  Shepheards deuise she hateth as the snake,,  Wherein I sawe so fayre a sight, as shee.,  And laughes the songes, that Colin Clout doth make.,  And of my rurall musick holdeth scorne.,  Thy sommer prowde with Daffadillies dight.,  My musing mynd, yet canst not, when thou should:,  And now is come thy wynters stormy state,,  And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend,,  Colin them gives to Rosalind againe.,  I loue,  Wherefore my pype, albee rude Pan thou please,,  Ah foolish Hobbinol, thy gyfts bene vayne:,  It is not Hobbinol, wherefore I plaine,,  Thy mantle mard, wherein thou mas-kedst late.,  Both pype and Muse, shall sore the while abye.,  couth,  neighbour towne,  sithes,  Shee deignes not my good will, but doth reproue,,  Whilome thy fresh spring flowrd, and after hasted,  Epic,  Wherein I longd the neighbour towne to see:,  Virgil,  So broke his oaten pype, and downe dyd lye.,  Colins Embleme.,  Yet for thou pleasest not, where most I would:,  Thou barrein ground, whome winters wrath hath wasted,,  EK's gloss,  Colin clout,  Albee my loue he seeke with dayly suit:,  All so my lustfull leafe is drye and sere,  Teaching notes, 10 Sept. 2014,  Hobbinol,  And eke tenne thousand sithes I blesse the stoure,,  His kiddes, his cracknelles, and his early fruit.,  The Shepheardes Calender: January,  John Milton,  Edmund Spenser,  His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,,  Pastoral,  With breathed sighes is blowne away, & blasted,