Fragment: Milton's Spirit

I dreamed that Milton's spirit rose, and took From life's green tree his Uranian lute; And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, and shook All human things built in contempt of man,-- And sanguine thrones and impious altars quaked, Prisons and citadels...

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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I dreamed that spirit rose, and took
From life's green tree his lute;
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