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 ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
The hut was built of bark and shrunken slabs,That wore the marks of many rains, and showedDry flaws wherein had ...
Where rural Chester spreads in hill and plain,And rippling Bronx pursues its peaceful way,Just as you turn~ within a winding ...
Bright must they be, for there are none that die,And none that weep, and none that say farewell.Mrs. Hemans.LEAVES may ...
Ye children of the Land of Gold, I sing a song to you,And if the jokes are somewhat old, The main idea ...
I fell asleep upon a summer's dayAs on a shady woodland bank I lay,And as I slept there came to ...
Set your face toward the darkness - tell of deserts weird and wide,Where unshaken woods are huddled, and low, languid ...
Where the lone creek, chafing nightly in the cold and sad moonshine,Beats beneath the twisted fern-roots and the drenched and ...
"TELL me, Singer, of the wayWinding down to Arcady?Of the world's roads I am weary--You, with song so brave and ...
The blazing rays of sunshine, little by little, condense; and the South Wind, with its swirls of dust, returns and ...
The Roman orator spoke out 'midst civil war and strife:"Too long I slumbered, and Rome's night Has overtaken me upon ...
Poured out in heaven Christ descending to earth emptied of his holiness a vessel from the dirt In human form ...
Housefly housefly little mouse of a house fly sitting on the Queen's Anne's Lace looking no more out of place ...
Long I followed happy guides,- I could never reach their sides. Their step is forth, and, ere the day, Breaks ...
So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as ...
It is a year dear one, since you afar Went out beyond my yearning mortal sight A wondrous year! perchance ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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