John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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John Milton. (16081674) (continued)
2691 Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.
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2692 That golden key That opes the palace of eternity.
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2693 The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
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2694 I will tell you now What never yet was heard in tale or song, From old or modern bard, in hall or bower.
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2695 Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crushd the sweet poison of misused wine.
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2696 These my sky-robes spun out of Iris woof.
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2697 The star that bids the shepherd fold.
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2698 Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity.
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2699 Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on th Indian steep From her cabind loop-hole peep.
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2700 When the gray-hooded Even, Like a sad votarist in palmers weed, Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phbus wain.
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2701 A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable mens names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
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2702 O welcome, pure-eyd Faith, white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
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2703 Was I deceivd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
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2704 Can any mortal mixture of earths mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment?
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