John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued) |
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Dark with excessive bright. |
Paradise Lost. Book iii. Line 380. |
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Embryos and idiots, eremites and friars, White, black, and gray, with all their trumpery. |
Paradise Lost. Book iii. Line 474. |
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Since call’d The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown. |
Paradise Lost. Book iii. Line 495. |
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And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom’s gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems. |
Paradise Lost. Book iii. Line 686. |
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The hell within him. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 20. |
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Now conscience wakes despair That slumber’d,—wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 23. |
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At whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish’d heads. 1 |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 34. |
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A grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and discharg’d. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 55. |
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Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 73. |
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Such joy ambition finds. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 92. |
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Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 96. |
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So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse; all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good. |
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 108. |
Note 1. Ye little stars! hide our diminished rays.—Alexander Pope: Moral Essays, epistle iii. line 282. [back] |