“What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones,
The labor of an age in pilèd stones,
Or that his hallowed relics should be hid
Under a star-y-pointing pyramid?
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?”
― The Complete Poetry
The labor of an age in pilèd stones,
Or that his hallowed relics should be hid
Under a star-y-pointing pyramid?
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?”
― The Complete Poetry
“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”
― Paradise Lost
― Paradise Lost
“Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.”
― Paradise Lost
― Paradise Lost
“What hath night to do with sleep?”
― Paradise Lost
― Paradise Lost
“Solitude sometimes is best society.”
― Paradise Lost
― Paradise Lost
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