Song on May Morningwritten by John MiltonNow the bright morning Star, Dayes harbinger,Comes dancing from the East, and leads with herThe Flowry May, who from her green lap throwsThe yellow Cowslip, and the pale Primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire, Woods and Groves, are of thy dressing, Hill and Dale, doth boast thy blessing.Thus we salute thee with our early Song,And welcom thee, and wish thee long. On Shakespear. 1630.written by John MiltonWhat needs my Shakespear for his honour’d Bones,The labour of an age in piled Stones,Or that his hallow’d reliques should be hidUnder a Star-ypointing Pyramid?Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame,What need’st thou such weak witnes of thy name?Thou in our wonder and astonishmentHast built thy self a live-long Monument.For whilst to th’sharne of slow-endeavouring art,Thy easie numbers flow, and that each heartHath from the Leaves of thy unvalu’d Book,Those Delphick lines with deep impression took,Then thou our fancy of it self bereaving,Dost make us Marble with too much conceaving;And so Sepulcher’d in such pomp dost lie,That Kings for such a Tomb would wish to die. submit three annotated poems.add at least five annotation notes to each work. The notes reveal research, observations,connections, or opinions.At least one annotation for each poem is factual. At least one annotation for each poem isobjective (opinion, observations, etc.)
Song on May Morning
written by John Milton
Now the bright morning Star, Dayes harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her
The Flowry May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow Cowslip, and the pale Primrose.
Hail bounteous May that dost inspire
Mirth and youth, and warm desire,
Woods and Groves, are of thy dressing,
Hill and Dale, doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early Song,
And welcom thee, and wish thee long.
On Shakespear. 1630.
written by John Milton
What needs my Shakespear for his honour’d Bones,
The labour of an age in piled Stones,
Or that his hallow’d reliques should be hid
Under a Star-ypointing Pyramid?
Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame,
What need’st thou such weak witnes of thy name?
Thou in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thy self a live-long Monument.
For whilst to th’sharne of slow-endeavouring art,
Thy easie numbers flow, and that each heart
Hath from the Leaves of thy unvalu’d Book,
Those Delphick lines with deep impression took,
Then thou our fancy of it self bereaving,
Dost make us Marble with too much conceaving;
And so Sepulcher’d in such pomp dost lie,
That Kings for such a Tomb would wish to die.
submit three annotated poems.
add at least five annotation notes to each work.
The notes reveal research, observations,
connections, or opinions.
At least one annotation for each poem is factual.
At least one annotation for each poem is
objective (opinion, observations, etc.)
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