Paradise Lost : Book VIII. (John Milton Poems)
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
This craving 'tis that's Venus unto us:From this, engender all the lures of love,From this, O first hath into human ...
We cannot know his legendary headwith eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torsois still suffused with brilliance from inside,like ...
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous v?mes, mon ?me,Ce beau matin d'?t? si doux:Au d?tour d'un sentier une charogne inf?meSur un lit ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
Kuprianov and his dear lady Natasha after walking those swinish guests to the door prepare for bed.kuprianovsaid, taking off his ...
A WALL, a bastion,A living forehead with its slow whorl of hairAnd a bull's large, sombre, glancing eyeAnd glistening, adhesive ...
FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd to make ...
SPONTANEOUS me, Nature, The loving day, the mounting sun, the friend I am happy with, The arm of my friend ...
TO oratists-to male or female, Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to use words. Are you full-lung'd and ...
We cannot know his legendary head with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso is still suffused with brilliance ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
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