Paradise Lost : Book VIII. (John Milton Poems)
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village street its ...
It is upon the Sabbath-day, at rising of the sun,That to Glenmore's black forest-side a Shepherdess hath gone,From eagle and ...
Darkly the minster--towers, against the glow of the sunset,Rise from the purple band of mist that beleaguers the city:Golden the ...
Written on Board the Medway, in the South Seas, in Very StormyWeather."WHERE is the God whom I adore?"Abram of old ...
Not as all other women areIs she that to my soul is dear;Her glorious fancies come from far,Beneath the silver ...
When I am in my grave, The busy clouds will wander on; This Moon, that silver--tips each dancing wave, Will shine as it ...
IAbove lone woodland ways that ledTo dells the stealthy twilights treadThe west was hot geranium red;And still, and still,Along old ...
CLOVE-SPICY pinks and phlox that fill the senseWith drowsy indolence;And in the evening skiesInterior splendor, pregnant with surprise,As if in ...
KULLERVO AS A SHEPHERD.Kullerwoinen, wizard-servantOf the blacksmith, Ilmarinen,Purchased slave from Untamoinen,Magic son with sky-blue stockings.,With a head of golden ringlets,In ...
Go! woo the sweet South-wind, vain man!The south-wind capricious and gay, To be steadfast and constant and true,-if you can,-To ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
A sunset's mounded cloud; A diamond evening-star; Sad blue hills afar; Love in his shroud. Scarcely a tear to shed; ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Back to the flower-town, side by side, The bright months bring, New-born, the bridegroom and the bride, Freedom and spring. ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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