O sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere.
The poetical works of Mr. John Milton (ed. 1720)
O sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere.
The poetical works of Mr. John Milton (ed. 1720)