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 ...
In one dark age, beneath a single hand,Thus rose an empire in the savage land.Her golden seats, with following years, ...
And yet beneath that happy sky,Was heard one ever--during sigh,One heart of sadness there was known,One voice of sorrow wept ...
In ancient days, in old, immortal Rome,Where virtues, surnamed Roman, had their home;When Virtue triumphed over Vice, and threwAcross their ...
The day of tumult, strife, defeat, was o'er;Worn out with toil, and noise, and scorn, and spleen,I slumbered, and in ...
Sing thy Creator's praise, and ownHim greatest—wisest—God alone;He wraps himself in robes of light,And, clothed in garments pure and bright,Of ...
The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back Thy name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to ...
The evening twilight gently dies;The air is cool; the silent nightSerenely reigns; the curtain'd skiesTo contemplation's shrine invite;The labours of ...
Oh! from the deeds well done, the blood well shedIn a good cause springs up to crown the landWith ever-during ...
My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love,And though the sager sort our deeds reprove,Let us not weigh them. Heaven's ...
That Christ who o'er His Lazarus wept, And said, "The dead again shall rise!"Is "the first fruits of them that slept," Their ...
O garland not the worthless weedsWhich shade the sweet flowers in the meads, Neglecting the most bright and fairLike undiscerning zealots ...
WHAT is a Church?--Let Truth and Reason speak,They would reply, "The faithful, pure, and meek;From Christian folds, the one selected ...
'SQUIRE THOMAS; OR THE PRECIPITATE CHOICE.'Squire Thomas flatter'd long a wealthy Aunt,Who left him all that she could give or ...
ME , from the source of every comfort torn,Condemn'd in pensive solitude to mourn,Me, a devoted prey to pain and ...
SUSPICION ! Demon of the twilight hour, Silent, dark brooding in the wav'ring mind,That dost our peace with length'ning ...
To the Memory of Florence M. SeidleA youthful bloom just raised to morning light,Droops to repose, and fades from mortal ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
HAIL holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born, Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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