Love Sonnet 73: 'Winds Of Olympus, I Discern To Blow' Comments
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Winds of Olympus, I discern to blow,
And chill my feet on gilded pedestals,
Gray minstrels sing the noble songs I know,
Recounting quests, triumphs and betrayals;
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After you came home to Olympus, back from the war, and dragon slaying, there is a great welcome, but where is darling love?