“And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild, And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out.” IfsWellsMayChildrenLongSoulDreamCareAirStagePoetEatingSummerMarriedSightMeetingsNotesWoodsStreamsFancyNativeMaskImmortalVersesSweetnessLinkedLapSweetestSockPierceAntiquesAnonPageantryRevelry Author:John Milton
“These wickets of the soul are plac'd so high, Because all sounds do highly move aloft; And that they may not pierce too violently, They are delay'd with turns and twinings oft. For should the voice directly strike the brain, It would astonish and confuse it much; Therefore these plaits and folds the sound restrain. That it the organ may more gently touch.” ShouldMaySoulMovingTurnsSoundVoiceBrainHearingStrikesOrgansDelayFoldsPiercePlaits Author:Sir John Davies