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“And when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains,--alas! too few.”
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- Source:
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- Type:
- Book
- Confidence:
- 0.85
- Indexed:
- 2026-07-04
- Hash:
- 39492513b18c76342987992a210cf5afd0be8f536c8ef794f7a8420d61937c66
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Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain
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