Hymn On The Morning Of Christ’s Nativity (John Milton Poems)
It was the Winter wilde,While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies;Nature in aw to himHad doff't her ...
It was the Winter wilde,While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies;Nature in aw to himHad doff't her ...
The world's Gods Lute; his creatures are the strings;Gods finger gives them motion; Angels singsTheir Hallelujahs to it; on week ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
The Admiration.ARGUMENT. Coeli trina MONAS, TRIAS una, faveto precanti! PERSONAS un? Tres DEITATE colo! Sunt tria, sunt & idem, Fons, ...
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD. The Abnegation.ARGUMENT. What's potent Opulencie? What's remiss Voluptuousness? World, what's All This, To That the ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
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