Sonnet XVII by John Milton: Poem and Complete Analysis
The following poem, Sonnet XVII, by John Milton, is to be studied in this unit. Read it carefully: Sonnet XVII When I c…
The following poem, Sonnet XVII, by John Milton, is to be studied in this unit. Read it carefully: Sonnet XVII When I c…
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dus…
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull o…
"Houses"-so the Wise Men tell me- "Mansions"! Mansions must be warm! Mansions cannot let the te…
"Hope" is the thing with feathers- That perches in the soul- And sings the tune without the words- And ne…
"Heaven"-is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree- Provided it do hopeless-hang- That-"Heaven&q…
"Heaven"-is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree- Provided it do hopeless-hang- That-"Heaven&q…