O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how... Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - Page 238by John Milton - 1750Full view
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Louis Lohr Martz - Poetry - 1986 - 388 pages
...the God Of this new World; at whose sight all the Starrs Hide thir diminisht heads; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name 0 Sun,...hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy Spheare . . . [4.32-39] We cannot fail to recall how the...