And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural... Cyclopaedia of English Literature: First period, from the earliest times to 1400 - Страница 172 под редакцията на - 1847 Пълен достъп -
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