...

His neck, a varying arch, between his towering wings...
Close by her mantling wings' embraces prest.
Fair is the Swan, whose majesty, prevailing....
Behold! the mantling spirit of reserve

Fashions his neck into a goodly curve;

An arch thrown back between luxuriant wings.

The swan, with arched neck

Between her white wings mantling proudly.

Evening Walk, 218-31.

Dion (original form), 1–7.

P. L. vii. 438-9; cf. v. 279.

(Wordsworth also speaks of the "mantling" celandine, To the Small
Celandine, 2d poem, 24; "mantling triumphs," Sonnet, "Grief, thou hast
lost," 14; and "mantling ale," Duddon, xiii. 12.)

Bosomed deep in chestnut groves.

Bosom'd high in lufted trees.

Samson, 86–9.

Desc. Sketches, 71.
Nativity, 186.

Ib. 78.
Allegro, 78.

(Wordsworth uses "bosomed" three times more, twice in the sense of
hidden by trees. "Embosom," "embosoming," and "embosomed" he
uses nine times; cf. P. L. iii. 75, v. 597.)

And neighbouring moon, that coasts the vast profound,

Wheel pale and silent her diminish'd round.

While overhead the moon...

Wheels her pale course.

A gulf profound.

Round through the vast profundity obscure.

Tinged like an angel's smile all rosy red.
Unveiling timidly a cheek

Suffused with blushes of celestial hue.

To whom the Angel, with a smile that glow'd
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

Ib. (1793 ed.), 382-3.

P. L. i. 784-6.

P. L. ii. 592.

P. L. vii. 229.

Desc. Sketches, 475.

Eccl. Sonnets, II. xxii. 5-6.

P. L. viii. 618-19.

1 These parallels are nearly all taken from a collection of material regarding Wordsworth's debt to Milton, undertaken at Cornell University by Mrs. Alice M. Dunbar of Wilmington, Delaware, under the direction of Mr. Lane Cooper, who called my attention to the work. They are published here for the first time by the very kind consent of Mrs. Dunbar, whose list contains many more.

Dim religious groves embow'r.

Casting a dim religious light.

Etrurian shades High over-arch'd embower.

Desc. Sketches (1793 ed.), 124.
Penseroso, 160.

P. L. i. 303-4.

(Wordsworth also has ten cases of "embowering" and "embowered,"

And partner of my loss. — O heavy change!
But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone!

Suffer my genial spirits to decay.
So much I feel my genial spirits droep.

Could Father Adam open his eyes
And see this sight beneath the skies,
He'd wish to close them again.

Evening Walk (1793 ed.), 318.

Penseroso, 74-6.

Guilt and Sorrow, 492-3.

P. L. vi. 329-30.

Borderers, i. 135-6.

P. L. i. 592-600.

Samson, 80-82.

Simon Lee, 25.

Mother's Return, 53.
Excursion, iii. 669.
Lycidas, 37.

Tintern Abbey, 113.
Samson, 594.

Redbreast chasing the Butterfly, 12-14.

(A reference, as Wordsworth pointed out, to P. L. xi. 185–90.)

Thou art ... a thing "beneath our shoon."

The dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon.

To the Small Celandine (2), 49–50.
Comus, 634-5.

(Of a flower in each case.)

The beetle panoplied in gems and gold,
A mailed angel on a battle-day.
Up rose the victor Angels, and to arms
The matin trumpet sung; in arms they stood
Of golden panoply, refulgent host. . . .

He, in celestial panoply all arm'd

Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought.

Gems and gold.

Stanzas in "Castle of Indolence," 60-61.

P. L. vi. 525-7, 760-1.
P. L. ii. 271, vi. 475.

(Wordsworth also has "whose panoply is not a thing put on"-"Who
rises on the banks," 17; and "your scaly panoplies"-"The soaring
lark," 23.)

To overleap At will the crystal battlements...

O'er Limbo lake with aëry flight to steer,

And on the verge of Chaos hang in fear.

Departure from Grasmere, 5-12.

(Wordsworth also speaks of a "couchant" lion, fawn, doe: To Enterprise,

35; "Long has the dew," 5; White Doe, i. 203.)

Alas! what boots it? - who can hide?
Alas! what boots the long laborious quest?

"What boots," continued she, "to mourn?"
What boots the sculptured tomb?

Alas! what boots it with uncessant care?

The gift of this adventurous song.

Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous song.

The earth is all before me.

The world was all before them.

Immortal verse

Thoughtfully fitted to the Orphean lyre.
Raptures of the lyre;
And wisdom married to immortal verse.
Whose waves the Orphean lyre forbad to meet.
Where is the Orphean lyre, or Druid harp,
To accompany the verse?

With other notes than to the Orphean lyre I sung.
Soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse.
With crosses and with cyphers scribbled o'er.
With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er.

Hence life, and change, and beauty, solitude
More active even than "best society."
Solitude to her Is blithe society.
·For solitude sometimes is best society.

Her pealing organ was my neighbour too.
There let the pealing organ blow.

The Waggoner, 702.

Tyrolese Sonnets, iv. 1.

Egyptian Maid, 97.

Excursion, vi. 615.
Lycidas, 64.

The Waggoner, 784.
P. L. i. 13.

Prelude, i. 14.
P. L. xii. 646.

Ib. i. 232-3.

Excursion, vii. 535–6.
Source of the Danube, 9.

To the Clouds, 60-61.
P. L. iii. 17-18.
Allegro, 136-7.

Prelude, i. 511.
P. L. viii. 83.

Ib. ii. 294-5.
Characteristics of a Child, 12-13.
P. L. ix. 249.
Prelude, iii. 57.
Penseroso, 161.

A pensive sky, sad days, and piping winds.
While rocking winds are piping loud.

That seemed another morn Risen on mid noon.
Seems another morn Risen on mid-noon.
The mountains more by blackness visible
And their own size, than any outward light.
No light, but rather darkness visible.

Lead his voice through many a maze.
The melting voice through mazes running.

Tract more exquisitely fair

Than that famed paradise of ten thousand trees,

Or Gehol's matchless gardens.

Spot more delicious than those gardens feign'd
Or of revived Adonis, or renown'd
Alcinous, host of old Laertes' son.

And boon nature's lavish help.

Of mountain-quiet and boon nature's grace.

But Nature boon

Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain.
The curious traveller... sees, or thinks he sees.
Some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees.

Ib. vi. 174.
Penseroso, 126.

Ib. vi. 197-8.
P. L. v. 310-11.

Ib. vi. 714-15.
P. L. i. 63.
Ib. vii. 555.
Allegro, 142.

Ib. viii. 75-7.

P. L. ix. 439-41.

Ib. viii. 81.

Eccl. Sonnets, I. i. 4.

P. L. iv. 242-3.

Prelude, viii. 560-65.
P. L. i. 783-4.

(Of the supernatural in each case.)
Such opposition as aroused

The mind of Adam, yet in Paradise
Though fallen from bliss, when in the East he saw
Darkness ere day's mid course, and morning light
More orient in the western cloud, that drew
O'er the blue firmament a radiant white,
Descending slow with something heavenly fraught.

Ib. viii. 658-64.

Why in the east

Darkness ere day's mid-course, and morning-light
More orient in yon western cloud, that draws
O'er the blue firmament a radiant white,

And slow descends, with something heavenly fraught?

And oft amid the "busy hum" I seemed.

And the busy hum of men.

Or crown of burning seraphs as they sit

In the empyrean.

From the pure Empyrean when he [God] sits.

P. L. xi. 2037
Ib. viii. 680.
Allegro, 118.

Ib. x. 522-3.
P. L. iii. 57.

(Wordsworth also uses 'empyrean" twice as an adjective; Milton has

it five times as a noun and once as an adjective.)

And thou, O flowery field Of Enna!

Not that fair field
Of Enna, where Proserpin gathering flowers.
Not like a temple rich with pomp and gold.
With gay religions full of pomp and gold.

That broods Over the dark abyss.
Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss.

Hence endless occupation for the Soul,
Whether discursive or intuitive.

Whence the soul

Reason receives, and reason is her being,

Discursive, or intuitive.

And substitute a universe of death

For that which moves with light and life informed.

A universe of death.

All alike inform'd With radiant light.

And sought that beauty, which, as Milton sings,
Hath terror in it.

Not terrible, though terror be in love
And beauty.

Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne.
Methought I saw my late espousèd saint.

Ib. xi. 419-20.

P. L. iv. 268-9.

Ib. xiii. 229.
P. L. i. 372.

Ib. xiv. 71-2.
P. L. i. 21.

Ib. xiv. 119-20.

P. L. v. 486-8.

Ib. xiv. 160-61.
P. L. ii. 622.
P. L. iii. 593-4.

Ib. xiv. 245-6.

P. L. ix. 490-1.

Sonnet, "Methought I saw," I.
Sonnet, "Methought I saw," 1.

Wordsworth also has "encincture": Source

of Danube, 8; Excursion, v. 159; Eccl. Sonnets, III. xli. 9.)