Paradise Lost : Book XII. (John Milton Poems)
As one who in his journey bates at noon,Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel pausedBetwixt the world destroyed ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon,Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel pausedBetwixt the world destroyed ...
NowLet's look for birds!The tall iron branchesin the forest,The densefertility on the ground.The worldis wet.A dewdrop or raindropshines,a diminutive staramong ...
DAY, in melting purple dying,Blossoms, all around me sighing,Fragrance, from the lilies straying,Zephyr, with my ringlets playing,Ye but waken my ...
"Call me no longer Hariph: I but took,For love of that young pair, this mortal guise;And often have I stood, ...
Since we your husband daily seeSo jealous out of season,Phillis, let you and I agreeTo make him so with reason.I'm ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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