John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued) |
| 2477 |
| A mind not to be chang’d by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. 1 |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 253. |
| 2478 |
| Here we may reign secure; and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 261. |
| 2479 |
| Heard so oft In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge Of battle. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 275. |
| 2480 |
| His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral were but a wand, He walk’d with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 292. |
| 2481 |
| Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th’ Etrurian shades High over-arch’d imbower. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 302. |
| 2482 |
| Awake, arise, or be forever fallen! |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 330. |
| 2483 |
| Spirits when they please Can either sex assume, or both. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 423. |
| 2484 |
| Execute their airy purposes. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 430. |
| 2485 |
| When night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 500. |
| 2486 |
| Th’ imperial ensign, which full high advanc’d Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind. 2 |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 536. |
| 2487 |
| Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: At which the universal host up sent A shout that tore hell’s concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. |
| Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 540. |
| Note 1. See Book iv. line 75. [back] |
| Note 2. Stream’d like a meteor to the troubled air.—Thomas Gray: The Bard, i. 2, line 6. [back] |