John Milton ( 10 of 239 )
He's gone, and who knows how may he report
Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
He's gone, and who knows how may he report
Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our read more
Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our senses so;
And let your silver chime
Move in melodious time,
And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow;
And with your ninefold harmony
Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
That in such righteousness
To them by faith imputed they may find
Justification towards God, and peace
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That in such righteousness
To them by faith imputed they may find
Justification towards God, and peace
Of conscience.
When the waves are round me breaking,As I pace the deck alone,And my eye in vain is seekingSome green leaf read more
When the waves are round me breaking,As I pace the deck alone,And my eye in vain is seekingSome green leaf to rest upon;What would not I give to wanderWhere my old companions dwell?Absence makes the heart grow fonder,Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! - Paradise Lost.
By merit raised
To that bad eminence.
By merit raised
To that bad eminence.
Let his tormentor conscience find him out.
Let his tormentor conscience find him out.
Come, knit hands, and beat the ground
In a light fantastic round.
Come, knit hands, and beat the ground
In a light fantastic round.
Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.
Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.
