Paradise Lost: Book 07 (John Milton Poems)
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
With our hearts like drifting suns, had we but walked, As often before, the April fields till star-light Silkened over ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
I. At last; so this is you, my dear! How should I guess to find you here? So long, so ...
I plucked my soul out of its secret place, And held it to the mirror of my eye, To see ...
The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes, And falls along cemented steel and stone, Upon the grayness of a million ...
Somewhere at some time They committed themselves to me And so, I was! Small, but I WAS! Tiny, in shape ...
At the edge of All the Ages A Knight sate on his steed, His armor red and thin with rust ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Dear Mother-Earth Of Titan birth, Yon hills are your large breasts, and often I Have climbed to their top-nipples, fain ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
It was three slim does and a ten-tined buck in the bracken lay; And all of a sudden the sinister ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
She bade me follow to her garden where The mellow sunlight stood as in a cup Between the old grey ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
Brooklyn, 1929. Of course Crane's been drinking and has no idea who this curious Andalusian is, unable even to speak ...
[How different people and different animals look upon the moon: showing that each creature finds in it his own mood ...
This is the song The spice-tree sings: "Hunger and fire, Hunger and fire, Sky-born Beauty- Spice of desire," Under the ...
Why should you swear I am forsworn, Since thine I vowed to be? Lady, it is already morn, And 'twas ...
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