Paradise Lost — Continued.

Book ii. Line 112.
But all was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropped manna; and could make the worse appear
The better reason, to perplex and dash
Maturest counsels.

Book ii. Line 300.
With grave
Aspect he rose, and in his rising seemed
A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven
Deliberation sat and public care;
And princely counsel in his face yet shone,
Majestic though in ruin.

Book ii. Line 306.
With Atlantean shoulders, fit to bear
The weight of mightiest monarchies: his look
Drew audience and attention still as night
Or summer's noontide air.

Book ii. Line 560.
Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute.

Book ii. Line 565.
Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy.

Book ii. Line 620. O'er many a frozen, many a fiery alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death.

Book ii. Line 628. Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.

Paradise Lost — Continued.

Book ii. Line 666. The other shape, If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb.

Book ii. Line 681. Whence and what art thou, execrable shape?

Book ii. Line 845.

And Death
Grinned horrible a ghastly smile, to hear
His famine should be filled.

Book ii. Line 995.
With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded.

Book iii. Line 1.
Hail, holy light! offspring of Heaven first-born.

Book iii. Line 40.
Thus with the year
Seasons return, but not to me returns
Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn,
Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose,
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine.

Book iii. Line 495.
Since called
The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown.

Book iv. Line 34.
At whose sight all the stars
Hide their diminished heads.

Paradise Lost — Continued.

Book iv. Line 76.
And in the lowest deep, a lower deep,
Still threatening to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

Bookiv. Line 108.
So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,
Farewell remorse; all good to me is lost:
Evil, be thou my good.

Bookiv. Line 122.
That practised falsehood under saintly shew,
Deep malice to conceal.

Book iv. Line 297.
For contemplation he, and valor, formed,
For softness she, and sweet attractive grace.

Book iv. Line 300.
His fair large front and eye sublime declared
Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks
Round from his parted forelock manly hung
Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad.

Book iv. Line 323. Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.

Book iv. Line 393. And with necessity, The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.

Book iv. Line 506. Imparadised in one another's arms.

Paradise Lost — Continued.

Book iv. Line 598.
Now came still evening on, and twilight gray
Had in her sober livery all things clad.

Book iv. Line 639.
With thee conversing, I forget all time;
All seasons and their change, all please alike.

Book iv. Line 677.
Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.

Book iv. Line 750. Hail, wedded love, mysterious law; true source Of human offspring.

Book iv. Line 810.
Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear
Touched lightly.

Book iv. Line 830.
Not to know me argues yourselves unknown,
The lowest of your throng.

Book iv. Line 918.
All hell broke loose.

Book v. Line 1. Now morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl.

Book v. Line 71.

Good, the more

Communicated, more abundant grows.

Paradise Lost — Continued.

Book v. Line 153.
These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!

Book v. Line 294.
A wilderness of sweets.

Book v. Line 331.
So saying, with despatchful looks, in haste
She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.

Book v. Line G01.
Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.

Book v. Line 637.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.

Book v. Line 658.
Satan, ss call him now; his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.

Book v. Line 896.
So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found
Among the faithless, faithful only he.

Book vi. Line 211.

Dire was the noise
Of conflict.

Book vii. Line 24.
More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged
To hoarse or mute, though fall'n on evil days,
On evil days though fallen and evil tongues.

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