On The New Forcers Of Conscience Under The Long Parliament (John Milton Poems)
Because you have thrown of your Prelate Lord,And with stiff vows renounc'd his Liturgy,To seise the widow'd whore PluralityFrom them ...
Because you have thrown of your Prelate Lord,And with stiff vows renounc'd his Liturgy,To seise the widow'd whore PluralityFrom them ...
SONS of Shannon, Tamar, Trent,Men of the Lothians, Men of Kent,Essex, Wessex, shore and shire,Mates of the net, the mine, ...
My love she wears a cotton plaid, A bonnet of the straw;Her cheeks are leaves of roses spread, Her lips are like ...
OF that short roll of friends writ in my heart,Which with thy name begins, since their depart,Whether in th' English ...
Once more, O Trent! along thy pebbly margeA pensive invalid, reduced and pale,From the close sick-room newly let at large,Wooes ...
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd,And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd,The crystal Trent for fords ...
O la splendeur de notre joie,Tiss?e en or dans l'air de soie!Voici la maison douce et son pignon l?ger,Et le ...
Era sera e pioveva.--Il tremolante raggioDelle lampade ad olio,--accese nel villaggioDinanzi alle Madonne,--col giallastro baglioreSulle pietre specchiavasi--della strada Maggiore;Sulle pietre, ...
Becos a crook done in a prince, an' narked an Emperor, An' struck a light that set the world aflame;Becos ...
When shawes been sheene, and shradds full fayre,And leeves both large and longe,Itt is merry, walking in the fayre forrest,To ...
A month ago the world grew grey fer me; A month ago the light went out fer Rose.To 'er they ...
So, they've struck their streak o' trouble, an' they got it in the neck,An' there's more than one ole pal ...
Terence, this is stupid stuff! You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
As by the pool I wandered that lies so clear and stillWith tall old trees about it, hard by the ...
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
'TERENCE, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd, And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd, The crystal Trent ...
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Because you have thrown of your Prelate Lord, And with stiff Vowes renounc'd his Liturgie To seise the widdow'd whore ...
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