John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued) |
| And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper’d it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 508. |
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| The sum of earthly bliss. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 522. |
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| So well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 548. |
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| Accuse not Nature: she hath done her part; Do thou but thine. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 561. |
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| Oft times nothing profits more Than self-esteem, grounded on just and right Well manag’d. 1 |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 571. |
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| Those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies that daily flow From all her words and actions. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 610. |
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| With a smile that glow’d Celestial rosy red, love’s proper hue. |
| Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 618. |
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| My unpremeditated verse. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 24. |
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| Pleas’d me, long choosing and beginning late. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 26. |
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| Unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 44. |
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| Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 171. |
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| The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 208. |
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| Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny’d, and are of love the food. |
| Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 239. |
| Note 1. ”But most of all respect thyself.”—A precept of the Pythagoreans. [back] |