 | Charles William Eliot - Literature - 1909
...equalled with me in fate, (So were I equalled with them in renown !) Blind Thamyris and blind Maconides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old : Then feed...hid, Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, •>- the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal... | |
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