And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic... Miltons Allegro [und] Penseroso - Seite 30von John Milton - 1782 - 31 SeitenVollansicht
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...massy proof. And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim, religious light. (1. 155 — 160) 19 1 1) 6 He sent for lancewood to make the thills; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest t Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain...