John Milton, The Complete Poetry Quotes
And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
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.
Where the bright seraphim in burning rowTheir loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.
