Complete the sentences based on your reading of this excerpt from "Il Penseroso" by John Milton: Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every Star that Heav'n doth shew, And every Herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To somthing like Prophetic strain.

Respuesta :

Hagrid
The next line is:
 
These pleasures Melancholy give,
And I with thee will choose to live.

The next line also ends the poem.