The only city you could continue to want to visit, and not yet have found a way to go there, is one of which you lack any realistic current knowledge but of the need your visit will fulfill in your imagination. For Dick Whittington, that city was not London but a city paved with gold. Satan, as imagined by Milton, wishes for a community of all and every demon, and because these demons believed, the city of Pandemonium was built as they convened and communed in it.
Why not start with versifying of my own: But that is not the city, said DickAnd looked away to one not built,Its roads with gold inlaid so thick, Building, gilding his inner guiltThat he knew would rule that cityAs mayor, without love nor pity. Meanwhile, in Hell, Satan’s fine gilded hornA Trump of doom did … More The only city you could continue to want to visit, and not yet have found a way to go there, is one of which you lack any realistic current knowledge but of the need your visit will fulfill in your imagination. For Dick Whittington, that city was not London but a city paved with gold. Satan, as imagined by Milton, wishes for a community of all and every demon, and because these demons believed, the city of Pandemonium was built as they convened and communed in it.








