"From morn to noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, a summer's day; and with the setting sun dropped from the zenith like a falling star.












Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.

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"Our torments also may in length of timeBecome our Elements.
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"Where the bright seraphim in burning rowTheir loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.
"And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie,That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.