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John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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Head and Bottle

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HE downs will lose the sun, white alyssumLose the bees' hum;But head and bottle tilted back in the cartWill never partTill I am cold as midnight and all my hoursAre beeless flowers.He neither sees, nor hears, nor smells, nor thinks,But only drinks,Quiet in the yard where tree trunks do not lieMore quietly.