For contemplation he and valour formed, Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 297. Implied Subjection, but required with gentle sway, And with necessity, Line 307. Line 323. The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds. Line 393. Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Line 598. The timely dew of sleep. Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 614. With thee conversing, I forget all time; Line 639. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Hail, wedded love, mysterious law, true source Line 750. Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve. Line 800. 1 When unadorned, adorned the most. Thomson, Autumn, Line 204. Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 810. Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng. Line 830 Abashed the devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Line 846. Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night. Now morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Hung over her enamoured, and beheld My latest found, Line 1014. Book v. Line 1. Line 13. Heaven's last, best gift, my ever new delight. Line 18. Good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows. Line 71. These are thy glorious works, Parent of good! Line 153. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn. Line 166. A wilderness of sweets. Paradise Lost. Book v. Line 294. Another morn Risen on mid-noon. Line 310. So saying, with despatchful looks in haste Line 331. Nor jealousy Was understood, the injured lover's hell. Line 449. The bright consummate flower. Line 481. Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers. Line 601. They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy. Line 637. Satan; so call him now, his former name Or stars of morning, dewdrops, which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower. Line 745. So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found Morn, Waked by the circling hours, with rosy hand Servant of God, well done. Arms on armour clashing brayed Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Line 896. Book vi. Line 2. Line 29. Of brazen chariots raged; dire was the noise Line 209. Vital in every part Cannot but by annihilating die. Paradise Lost. Book vi. Line 345. Far off his coming shone. Line 768. Book vii. Line 24. Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few. Heaven opened wide Line 30. Her ever-during gates, harmonious sound! Line 205. A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold, And pavement stars, as stars to thee appear Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear Line 577. Thought him still speaking, still stood fixed to hear. There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Book viii. Line 1. Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot. Line 21. |