Chapter I · Chapter 1

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

feel admiration for

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

provided with something intended to increase its beauty or distinction

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

third-person singular of “adorn” — make more attractive by adding ornament, colour, etc.

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

a mixture of gases (especially oxygen) required for breathing; the stuff that the wind consists of

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

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From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

plural of “beam” — a signal transmitted along a narrow path; guides airplane pilots in darkness or bad weather

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

plural of “beauty” — the qualities that give pleasure to the senses

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

the qualities that give pleasure to the senses

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

inflected form of “begin” — take the first step or steps in carrying out an action

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

see with attention

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

turn red, as if in embarrassment or shame

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

uttered without voice

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

plural of “brow” — the part of the face above the eyes

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

showing who or what does the action

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

rid of obstructions

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

the weather in some location averaged over some long period of time

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the act of drawing a comb through hair

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a variable color averaging a deep pink

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

of a color at the end of the color spectrum (next to orange); resembling the color of blood or cherries or tomatoes or rubies

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

(of hair) making curls or having been made to curl

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

wet with dew

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the past form of “do”, used in questions and negatives

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a longing for something better than the present situation

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

used to form questions and negatives, and to give emphasis

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

divisible by two

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

opinion or judgment

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the front of the human head from the forehead to the chin and ear to ear

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

free from favoritism or self-interest or bias or deception; conforming with established standards or rules

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

something many people believe that is false

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

start firing a weapon

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a plant cultivated for its blooms or blossoms

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

plural of “glory” — a state of high honor

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

coins made of gold

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the past form of “have”, used to form the past perfect

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

plural of “hair” — a covering for the body (or parts of it) consisting of a dense growth of threadlike structures (as on the human head); helps to prevent heat loss

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

any place of complete bliss and delight and peace

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

belonging to a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

inflected form of “hide” — prevent from being seen or discovered

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the male already mentioned, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

the quality of being humane

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

of or relating to or characteristic of India or the East Indies or their peoples or languages or cultures

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

used when the thing doing the action is also its object

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the cardinal number that is the sum of eight and one

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

either of two fleshy folds of tissue that surround the mouth and play a role in speaking

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

plural of “lock” — a fastener fitted to a door or drawer to keep it firmly closed

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

primarily temporal sense; being or indicating a relatively great or greater than average duration or passage of time or a duration as specified

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

something that is lost

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

appealing to the emotions as well as the eye

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

produced by a manufacturing process

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

cause to continue in a certain state, position, or activity; e.g., “keep clean”

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the location of something surrounded by other things

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

used to say something is possible but not certain

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

an adulterous woman; a woman who has an ongoing extramarital sexual relationship with a man

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

the time period between dawn and noon

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

past form of “mourn” — feel sadness

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

belonging to the person speaking

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

not of long duration; having just (or relatively recently) come into being or been made or acquired or discovered

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

not any; not one

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

in the historical present; at this point in the narration of a series of past events

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

(classical mythology) a minor nature goddess usually depicted as a beautiful maiden

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

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From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

The study of the fundamental nature of knowledge, reality, and existence. (Triết học, đạo lý nhân sinh.)

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

pleasing by delicacy or grace; not imposing

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

water falling in drops from vapor condensed in the atmosphere

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

red color or pigment; the chromatic color resembling the hue of blood

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

let for money

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a member of the clergy and a spiritual leader of the Christian Church

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

any of many shrubs of the genus Rosa that bear roses

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

of something having a dusty purplish pink color

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

plural of “seek” — the movement of a read/write head to a specific data track on a disk

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

used with I and we for the future, or to offer and suggest

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

a painful emotion resulting from an awareness of inadequacy or guilt

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a woman, girl, or female animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

plural of “sigh” — an utterance made by exhaling audibly

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

an instance of visual perception

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

plural of “sort” — a category of things distinguished by some common characteristic or quality

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the unlimited expanse in which everything is located

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

inflected form of “spy” — catch sight of

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

(especially of weather) affected or characterized by storms or commotion

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

of the kind already mentioned

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the star that is the source of light and heat for the planets in the solar system

From this reading No coral is her lip, no rose her fair, But even that crimson that adorns the sun.

consisting of a haphazard assortment of different kinds

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

an abnormal protuberance or localized enlargement

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

To perceive flavor through the mouth.

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

the process of shedding tears (usually accompanied by sobs or other inarticulate sounds)

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

a violent commotion or disturbance

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

subsequently or soon afterward (often used as sentence connectors)

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

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From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

to a degree exceeding normal or proper limits

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

make physical contact with, come in contact with

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

consistent with fact or reality; not false

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

waste time; spend one's time idly or inefficiently

From this reading No wanton beauties of humanity Her pretty brows, but beams that clear the sight Of him that seeks the true philosophy!

showing sorrow

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

at the time that

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

used to introduce a clause giving more about a thing just mentioned

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the form of “who” used as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading No nymph is she, but mistress of the air, By whom my glories are but new begun.

ligament made of metal and used to fasten things or make cages or fences etc

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

in the company of; together with

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the feeling aroused by something strange and surprising

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

produce a literary work

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.

shaped to fit by or as if by altering the contours of a pliable mass (as by work or effort)

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

of the color intermediate between green and orange in the color spectrum; of something resembling the color of an egg yolk

From this reading IX The dewy roseate Morn had with her hairs In sundry sorts the Indian clime adorned; And now her eyes apparreled in tears, The loss of lovely Memnon long had mourned, When as she spied the nymph whom I admire, Combing her locks, of which the yellow gold Made blush the beauties of her curled wire, Which heaven itself with wonder might behold; Then red with shame, her reverend locks she rent, And weeping hid the beauty of her face, The flower of fancy wrought such discontent; The sighs which midst the air she breathed a space, A three-days' stormy tempest did maintain, Her shame a fire, her eyes a swelling rain.

the person or people being spoken to

From this reading But when I touch and taste as others do, I then shall write and you shall wonder too.