Eastward among those trees, what glorious shape
Embryos, and idiots, eremites, and friars
Now to the ascent of that steep savage hill
Before the gates there sat, On either side a formidable Shape
A happy rural seat of various view.
These to the bower direct, In search of whom they sought
High on a throne of royal state, which far
All dwellings else, Flood overwhelmd, and them, with all their pomp.
Then Satan first knew pain, And writhed him to and fro.
O Earth, how like to Heav’n, if not preferr’d, More justly
In with the River sunk, and with it rose, Satan
They heard, And from his presence hid themselves among, The thickest Trees
Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool
Some natural tears they dropt, but whiped them soon.
This greeting on thy impious crest receive.
Prodigal Sun, 1984-04-26
Prodigal Sun, 1984-03-15
Prodigal Sun, 1984-04-19
Prodigal Sun, 1984-03-08
Prodigal Sun, 1984-04-12
Prodigal Sun, 1984-04-05
Prodigal Sun, 1984-02-23
Prodigal Sun, 1984-03-29
Prodigal Sun, 1984-02-16
Medical notes written by Dr. Frances Proctor Ames, undated
Winter
Science fiction writer Norman Spinrad will be reading from recent work & discussing contemporary science
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-05
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-16
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-13
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-11
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-02
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-16
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-06
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-09
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-07
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-18
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-27
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-14
Spectrum, The, 1984-05-02
Spectrum, The, 1984-05-04
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-30
Spectrum, The, 1984-05-07
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-25
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-23
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-04
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-28
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-02
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-15
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-17
Spectrum, The, 1984-04-09
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-27
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-24
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-30
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-26
Spectrum, The, 1984-03-12
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-22
And now on Earth the Seventh, Eev’ning arose in Eden
Back to the Thicket slunk, The guilty Serpent.
They beseech, That Moses might report to them his will, And terror cease.
Began to build a vessel of huge bulk.
Joan La Barbara: three pictures of Joan singing into a piano.
Camel train
And seems a moving Land, and at his Gills, Draws in, and at his Trunk spouts out a Sea.
Him fast sleeping soon he found, In Labyrinth of many a round self-rolled
Medical instructions written by Dr. Frances Proctor Ames, undated
Spectrum, The, 1983-10-19
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-01
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-13
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-03
Spectrum, The, 1983-10-26
Spectrum, The, 1984-01-30
Spectrum, The, 1983-12-02
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-10
Spectrum, The, 1984-01-23
Spectrum, The, 1984-01-25
Spectrum, The, 1983-11-28
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-08
Spectrum, The, 1984-02-06
Spectrum, The, 1983-11-16
Spectrum, The, 1983-11-09
Spectrum, The, 1983-11-02
Spectrum, The, 1984-01-27
Nor more; but fled, Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.
Me miserable! Which way shall I fly, Infinite wrath, and infinite despair?
Prodigal Sun, 1985-02-01
Prodigal Sun, 1984-12-07
Prodigal Sun, 1984-11-30
Prodigal Sun, 1984-11-09
Prodigal Sun, 1984-11-02
Prodigal Sun, 1983-10-27
Prodigal Sun, 1983-11-03
Prodigal Sun, 1984-10-26
Prodigal Sun, 1984-10-18
Prodigal Sun, 1983-11-10
Prodigal Sun, 1984-10-11
Prodigal Sun, 1983-11-17
Prodigal Sun, 1985-02-08
Prodigal Sun, 1985-02-15
Prodigal Sun, 1985-02-22
