John Milton Quotes
So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, / And yet anon repairs his drooping head, / And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore, / Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.
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Methought I saw my late espousud saint / Brought to me like Alcestis, from the grave.
- John Milton
