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| The sky is an immortal tent built by the Sons of Los: And every space that a man views around his dwelling-place Standing on his own roof or in his garden on a mount Of twenty-five cubits in height, such space is his universe: And on its verge the sun rises and sets, the clouds bow To meet the flat earth and the sea in such an order'd space: The starry heavens reach no further, but here bend and set On all sides, and the two Poles turn on their valves of gold: And if he moves his dwelling-place, his heavens also move. - "Milton", William Blake |
