Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. — John Milton, The Complete Poetry
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. — John Milton, The Complete Poetry
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. — John Milton, The Complete Poetry
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. — John Milton, The Complete Poetry
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. — John Milton, The Complete Poetry
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Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.

— John Milton, The Complete Poetry
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