The Apollyonists – Canto 1 (Phineas Fletcher Poems)
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
"And so we may arrive by Talmud skillAnd profane Greek to raise the building upOf Helen's house against the Ismaelite,King ...
Praise ye the Lord, your Songs addressTo praise His Holynes:O praise Him in His pow'rs extent,Who rules the firmament.Praise Him ...
S'il est un buisson quelque partBorde de blancs fraisiers ou de noires prunelles,Ou de l'oeil de la Vierge aux riantes ...
505I would not paint-a picture-I'd rather be the OneIts bright impossibilityTo dwell-delicious-on-And wonder how the fingers feelWhose rare-celestial-stir-Evokes so sweet ...
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
Over and over, like a Tune -- The Recollection plays -- Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise -- ...
I would not paint -- a picture -- I'd rather be the One Its bright impossibility To dwell -- delicious ...
THROUGH the soft evening air enwrinding all, Rocks, woods, fort, cannon, pacing sentries, endless wilds, In dulcet streams, in flutes' ...
One's grand flights, one's Sunday baths, One's tootings at the weddings of the soul Occur as they occur. So bluish ...
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