 | Lines from Milton / Edgar Allan Poe
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What power? what spell? what mighty force if not
your learned hands can loose this Gordian Knot?
Hymns devout, and holy psalms
singing everlastingly.
What needs my Shakespeare for his sacred bones
An age of labor in a pile of stones
Or that his hallowed relics should be hid
Under a star-y-pointing pyramid?
Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew
Himself to sing.
your learned hands can loose this Gordian Knot?
Hymns devout, and holy psalms
singing everlastingly.
What needs my Shakespeare for his sacred bones
An age of labor in a pile of stones
Or that his hallowed relics should be hid
Under a star-y-pointing pyramid?
Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew
Himself to sing.
| Lines from Milton / Edgar Allan Poe
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