Fragment: Milton’s Spirit
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I dreamed that Milton’s spirit rose, and took
From life’s green tree his Uranian lute;
And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, and shook
All human things built in contempt of man,–
And sanguine thrones and impious altars quaked,
Prisons and citadels…
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Image Credit: The Brothers Meet the Attendant Spirit (Illustration to Milton’s “Comus”)
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