"Unclassic" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... monster meets his likeness in thy mind. Yet would'st thou more? in yonder cloud behold, Whose sarsenet skirts are edg'd with flamy gold, A matchless youth! his nod these worlds controls, Wings the red lightning, and the thunder rolls. Angel of Dulness, sent to scatter round Her magic harms o'er all unclassic ground: Yon' stars, yon' suns, he rears at pleasure higher, Illumes their light, and sets their flames on fire. Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease, Midst snows of paper, and fierce hail of ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 58, Number 358, August 1845 • Various |
