O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how... The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical - Seite 68herausgegeben von - 1779Vollansicht
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...the future, these, he comes to realize, are inevitably tied to memory and to the truth he hates: "O Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams / That bring to my remembrance from what state / 1 fell, how glorious once above thy Spheare" (4.37-39). Thus he imagines his way to a future...