John Milton @Il Penseroso @Poem @UPTGT @LT @LIterature @English @TGT @NET @learnenglishwithanuj

Описание: John Milton @Il Penseroso @Poem @UPTGT @LT @LIterature @English @TGT @NET ‪@learnenglishwithanuj‬
@Il Penseroso was written in 1631.
@The Poems of Mr. John Milton both English and Latin, compos'd at several times. One of the most direct influences on “L’Allegro” and “Il Penseroso” is Shakespeare’s comedy A Midsummer Night’s Dream.
@It was written in rhymed octosyllabics.
@Hence vain deluding Joys,
@The brood of Folly without father bred,
@How little you bestead,
@Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys;
@Dwell in some idle brain,
@But hail thou goddess, sage and holy,
@Hail divinest Melancholy,
@Whose saintly visage is too bright
@To hit the sense of human sight;
@Yet thou art higher far descended,
@Thee bright-hair'd Vesta long of yore,
@To solitary Saturn bore;
@His daughter she (in Saturn's reign,
@Such mixture was not held a stain)
@He met her, and in secret shades
@While yet there was no fear of Jove.
@Come pensive nun, devout and pure,
@Sober, stedfast, and demure,
@All in a robe of darkest grain,
@Flowing with majestic train,
@The speaker says that I walk ….
@To behold the wand'ring Moon,
@Riding near her highest noon,
@Like one that had been led astray
@Through the heav'ns wide pathless way;
@I hear the far-off curfew sound,
@The weather doesn’t allow him to walk in nature, but he wishes.
@Or if the air will not permit,
@Some still removed place will fit,
@The speaker needs the watchman's call to keep the house safe from harm at night.
@Or the bellman's drowsy charm,
@To bless the doors from nightly harm.
@Or let my lamp at midnight hour,
@या मै lamp के साथ आधी रात के समय,
@Be seen in some high lonely tow'r,
@Where I may oft out-watch the Bear,
@With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere
@The spirit of Plato, to unfold
@What worlds, or what vast regions hold
@The immortal mind that hath forsook
@The speaker allows themselves to indulge in the allure of tragic performances.
@Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy
@In sceptr'd pall come sweeping by,
@Presenting Thebes', or Pelop's line,
@Or the tale of Troy divine,
@Or what (though rare) of later age,
@Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage.
@And may at last my weary age
@Find out the peaceful hermitage,
@The hairy gown and mossy cell,
@Where I may sit and rightly spell
@These pleasures, Melancholy, give,
@And I with thee will choose to live.