...spirit doth raise, (That iast infirmity of noble minds,) To scorn delights, and live laborious days j But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think...And slits the thin-spun life. * But not the praise. ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor...

...Neoera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble minds) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; But the...sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shesrs, And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling...

...Ncaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise," ?That last infirmity of noble mind) о scorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the...blaze/ Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears,* " gination seeme to have been in some measure warmed, and perhaps directed to these objects, by reading...

...are reminded of Milton, who seems clearly to have imitated the passage, while improving it : — " But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think...the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life." Let the reader look to the passage in the second scene of Act III., where Thrasymachus reports the...

...Without the meed of some melodious tear. Line 70. Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights...the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. Line 101. Built in the eclipse and rigged with curses dark. Line 109. The pilot of the Galilean lake....

...hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise — That last infirmity of noble minds — ) Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling cars ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in...

...shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise — That last infirmity of noble mind — To scorn delights,...think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury1 with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied,...

...spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; hut the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to...shears, And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise ; Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to Hi' world, nor...

...the spur that tho clear spirit doth raise, 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) 1 «. „ To acorn delights, and live laborious days; '-!••' , But...sudden blaze, . Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shear?, 75 And slits the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," line 50. *' Where were ye I" "This...

...infirmity of noble minds — To scorn delights and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when wo et Autumn spread his treasures to the sun, Luxuriant...turbulent domain, Your empire owns, and from a th Phœbus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; Fume is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in...