 Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the...  Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - Page 179by John Milton - 1750Full view - About this book
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...herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the Book of knowledge fair Presented with a Universal blanc Of Nature's works to me expung'd and ras'd, And wisdom at one entrance... | |
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