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 ...
Their new house stood just off the road. A fine big brick two-storey, All gabled, tiled, and porticoed, To flaunt its owners' glory. We ...
1868Don't cry, mother, don't grievethat I grew up as an outlaw,an outlaw, mother, a rebel,and abandoned you to your sorrow,mourning ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
That 'Emerald Green of the Pyramid'-- Were I where it is laid, I'd ask no king for his heavy crown, As its hidden ...
LIKE a black enamoured king whispered low the thunder To the lights of Roslyn, terraced far asunder; Hovered low the ...
Dost hear the west wind calling thee afar, O thou that hast beheld the night withdrawn, And past the crystal thresholds of ...
KEEP ye her brow with starshine crostAnd bind with ghostly light her hair,O powers benign, lest I accostSong's peaceless angel ...
TREADER of the blue steeps and the hollows under!Day-Flinger, Hope-Singer, crowned with awful hair!Battle Lord with burning sword to cleave ...
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist,A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise,And thou hast dared, with a long ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the ...
Tossed like a falcon from the hunter's wrist, A sweeping plunge, a sudden shattering noise, And thou hast dared, with ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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