Father, I do acknowledge and confess That I this honor, I this pomp has brought To Dagon, and advance’d his praises high among the Heathen round; to God have brought Dishonor, obloquy, and op’d the mouths Of Idealists, and Atheists[…] The anguish of my Soul, that suffers not Mine eye to harbor sleep, or thoughts to rest. This only hope relieves me, that the strife With me hath end.
— John Milton
The Complete Poems and Major Prose
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