Marlowe Poem by John Le Gay Brereton

Marlowe

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The spell of Shakespeare fills the heart
With earthly music loud and low;
But Marlowe drives the clouds apart,
And through their thundering rifts we go.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,music
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