 | William Kerrigan, John Milton - Literary Criticism - 1983 - 344 pages
...find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear Spring,...but chief Thee Sion and the flow'ry Brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
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