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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued)
    Anon they move
In perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood
Of flutes and soft recorders.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 549.
    His form had yet not lost
All her original brightness, nor appear’d
Less than archangel ruin’d, and th’ excess
Of glory obscur’d.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 591.
    In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds
On half the nations, and with fear of change
Perplexes monarchs.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 597.
    Thrice he assay’d, and thrice in spite of scorn
Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 619.
    Who overcomes
By force, hath overcome but half his foe.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 648.
    Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell
From heaven; for ev’n in heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of heaven’s pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoy’d
In vision beatific.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 679.
    Let none admire
That riches grow in hell: that soil may best
Deserve the precious bane.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 690.
    Anon out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 710.
    From morn
To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,—
A summer’s day; and with the setting sun
Dropp’d from the Zenith like a falling star.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 742.
    Fairy elves,
Whose midnight revels by a forest side
Or fountain some belated peasant sees,
Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon
Sits arbitress.
          Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 781.