The only paradise is paradise lost

The only paradise is paradise lost

So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns read more

So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green,
As with a rural mound, the champain head
Of a steep wilderness.

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.

Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers

Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers

A book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, A Loaf of Bread, and Thou
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A book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, A Loaf of Bread, and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
On, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

He who has gold makes and accomplishes whatever he wishes in the world and finally uses it to send souls read more

He who has gold makes and accomplishes whatever he wishes in the world and finally uses it to send souls to paradise.

One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.

One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.

Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.

Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.