*The Guide and I into that road
Now entered, to return to the bright world;
And without care of having any rest 135
We mounted up, he first and I the second,
Till I beheld through a round aperture
Some of the beauteous things that Heaven doth bear;
Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars.*
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 4:29 PM UTC
*The Guide and I into that road
Now entered, to return to the bright world;
And without care of having any rest 135
We mounted up, he first and I the second,
Till I beheld through a round aperture
Some of the beauteous things that Heaven doth bear;
Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars.*
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