Thrice he assay’d, and thrice, in spite of scorn, — John Milton Next In naked beauty more adorn’d, More lovely, than Pa “ Thrice he assay’d, and thrice, in spite of scorn, Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth. Pain and Despair Sadness and Melancholy Share Share Report an error Comments (0) Log in to post a comment. No comments yet. Be the first to comment.