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John Milton - Paradise Lost: Book VIII

Book VIII No more of talk where God or Angel Guest With Man, as with his Friend, familiar us'd To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast, permitting him the while Venial discourse…

John Milton - Paradise Lost: Book IX

Book IX Meanwhile the hainous and despightfull act Of SATAN done in Paradise, and how Hee in the Serpent had perverted EVE, Her Husband shee, to taste the fatall fruit, Was known in Heav'n;…

Paradise Lost

John MiltonContentsBook IBook IIBook IIIBook IVBook VBook VIBook VIIBook VIIIBook IXBook X Book I

John Keats: Ode on indolence

To AutumnOde on indolence They toil not, neither do they spin.Matthew 6:28 One morn before me were three figures seen, With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one…

John Keats: Over the Hill and Over the Dale

Modern LoveThe PoetOver the Hill and Over the Dale Over the hill and over the dale, And over the bourn to Dawlish— Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale And gingerbread nuts are…

John Keats: The Poet

Over the Hill and Over the DaleSongThe Poet A Fragment Where’s the Poet? show him! show him, Muses nine! that I may know him! ’Tis the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King Or…

John Keats: Song

The PoetA Song About MyselfSong I O blush not so! O blush not so! Or I shall think you knowing; And if you smile the blushing while, Then maidenheads are going. II There’s a blush…

John Keats: A Song About Myself

SongStanzasA Song About Myself I There was a naughty boy, A naughty boy was he, He would not stop at home, He could not quiet be— He took In his knapsack A book Full of vowels And a…

John Keats: Stanzas

A Song About MyselfThis Living Hand, Now Warm and CapableStanzas I In drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne’er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot…