Paradise Lost continued.] Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light. Book vii. Line 507. With sanctity of reason. The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear. And Book viii. Line 1. grace that won who saw to wish her stay. Book viii. Line 43. Book viii. Line 47. And, touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew. With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb. That which before us lies in daily life, Is the prime wisdom. Liquid lapse of murmuring streams. Book viii. Line 192. Book viii. Line 263. Book viii. Line 282. And feel that I am happier than I know. Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love. Book viii. Line 488. [Paradise Lost continued. Her virtue and the conscience of her worth, That would be wooed, and not unsought be won. Book viii. Line 502. She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower So well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Accuse not Nature, she hath done her part; Book viii. Line 561. Those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies, that daily flow From all her words and actions. Book viii. Line 600. To whom the angel with a smile that glow'd My unpremeditated verse. Book viii. Line 618. Book ix. Line 23. Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late. Book ix. Line 26. Paradise Lost continued.] Unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing. Book ix. Line 44. Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils. Book ix. Line 171. The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint. Book ix. Line 208. Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food. For solitude sometimes is best society, And short retirement urges sweet return. Book ix. Line 249. At shut of evening flowers. Book ix. Line 278. As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air. Sole daughter of his voice.1 Book ix. Line 652. Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, 1 Cf. Wordsworth, Ode to Duty, p. 419. [Paradise Lost continued. In her face excuse Came prologue, and apology too prompt. Book ix. Line 853. A pillar'd shade High overarch'd, and echoing walks between. Book ix. Line 1106. Yet I shall temper so Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most Book x. Line 77. So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd Sagacious of his quarry from so far. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades? Book xi. Line 269. Then purged with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see. Book xi. Line 414 Moping melancholy, And moon-struck madness. Book xi. Line 485. And over them triumphant Death his dart Shook, but delay'd to strike, though oft invok'd. Book xi. Line 491. Paradise Lost continued.] So mayst thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap. Book xi. Line 535 Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well; how long or short permit to heaven.1 Book xi. Line 553 A bevy of fair women. Book xi. Line 582. Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way. Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise. Book iii. Line 56. Book iii. Line 329. Elephants endors'd with towers. 1 Summum nec metuas diem, nec optes. - Martial, lib. X. 47; 14. |