Paradise Lost : Book VII. (John Milton Poems)
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that nameIf rightly thou art called, whose voice divineFollowing, above the Olympian hill I soar,Above ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that nameIf rightly thou art called, whose voice divineFollowing, above the Olympian hill I soar,Above ...
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
And walking nowIn his own footprints, I do follow throughHis reasonings, and with pronouncements teachThe covenant whereby all things are ...
And walking nowIn his own footprints, I do follow throughHis reasonings, and with pronouncements teachThe covenant whereby all things are ...
A POETICAL ESSAY. The various powers by Nature's hand combin'd To fill with harmony the raptur'd mind; Whose forms, as diff'rent lustre they ...
To Epharmostus of Opus, on his Olympic and Pythian Victories. ARGUMENT. Pindar begins the Ode with mentioning the Hymn composed ...
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
My travels' dream and talk for many a year, At length I view thee, hoary Silchester! Pilgrim long vowed; now only hither ...
Where Hornby, like a mighty fallen star,Burns through the darkness with a splendid ringOf tenfold light, and where the awful ...
Another year, another year, Unfolds its page of hope and fear!Where, at its close, shall we appear Who now are congregated here.Perhaps, ...
Ye daffodilian days, whose fallen towersShielded our paradisal prime from ill,Fair Past, fair motherhood! let come what will,We, being yours, ...
The kindred arts to please thee shall conspire,One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre. ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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