The tongue of England, that which myriads
Have spoken and will speak, were paralyzd
Hereafter, but two mighty men stand forth
Above the flight of ages, two alone;
One crying out,
All nations spoke through me.
The other:
True; and through this trumpet burst Gods word; the fall of Angels, and the doom
First of immortal, then of mortal, Man.
Glory! be glory! not to me, to God.
Shakespeare And Milton
Walter Savage Landor
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