Paradise Lost : Book XII. (John Milton Poems)
As one who in his journey bates at noon,Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel pausedBetwixt the world destroyed ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon,Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel pausedBetwixt the world destroyed ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
PUT off thy shoes, ere thou thy God dost greet,Thy ass, before thou sacrificest, bind —Wash, ere the altar thou ...
--BUT if the foe no more without presides,There is an inner chamber where it hides ;In that strong hold prepares ...
LET ev'ry Christian who desires to know,What to his Saviour happen'd here below,Draw near — whilst I his Incarnation tell,And ...
Love! in what poison is thy dart Dipp'd, when it makes a bleeding heart? None know but they who feel the smart.It ...
When lawless men their neighbours dispossess,The tenants they extirpate or oppress,And make rude havoc in the fruitful soil,Which the right ...
"He shall sleep unscathed of thievesWho loves Allah and believes."Thus heard one who shared the tent,In the far-off Orient,Of the ...
THE nightingales at Fairford singAs though it were a common thingTo make the day melodiousWith tones that use to visit ...
ON Petrarch's heart, all other days before,In flaming letters written, was impress dGOOD FRIDAY. And on mine, be it confess'd,Is ...
'C'est l? le myst?re apr?s lequel soupirent toutes les ?mes exil?es, qui s'affligent sur les fleuves de Babylon en se ...
If those twin gardens of delight,Thine eyes, were ever in my sight,I would no pink or roses seek,Save those which ...
OLD Ghosts, ye all are dispossess'd, Your former house is levell'd now; Another house at my behest Has lifted over ...
SO the renowned Ithacensian Queen In Tears for her Telemachus was seen, When leaving Home, he did attempt the Ire ...
Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere, On this sick youth work your enchantments here! Bind up ...
In numbers, and but these few, I sing thy birth, oh JESU! Thou pretty Baby, born here, With sup'rabundant scorn ...
ON Petrarch's heart, all other days before, In flaming letters written, was impress d GOOD FRIDAY. And on mine, be ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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