And looks commercing with the skies,
Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.


Line 39. - Il Penseroso (1631)


And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.