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 ...
When underneath the brown dead grass My weary bones are laid,I hope I shall not see the glass At ninety in the ...
The extraordinary patience of things!This beautiful place defaced with a crop of surburban houses-How beautiful when we first beheld it,Unbroken ...
Sorrowful dwelt the King Suddh?danaAll those long years among the S?kya LordsLacking the speech and presence of his Son;Sorrowful sate ...
Whence came his feet into my field, and why?How is it that he sees it all so drear?How do I ...
The extraordinary patience of things! This beautiful place defaced with a crop of surburban houses- How beautiful when we first ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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