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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