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

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John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued)
 
2508
    For who would lose,
Though full of pain this intellectual being,
Those thoughts that wander through eternity,
To perish rather, swallow’d up and lost
In the wide womb of uncreated night?
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 146.
2509
    His red right hand. 1
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 174.
2510
    Unrespited, unpitied, unrepriev’d.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 185.
2511
    The never-ending flight
Of future days.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 221.
2512
    Our torments also may in length of time
Become our elements.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 274.
2513
    With grave
Aspect he rose, and in his rising seem’d
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: sage he stood,
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.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 300.
2514
    The palpable obscure.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 406.
2515
    Long is the way
And hard, that out of hell leads up to light.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 432.
2516
    Their rising all at once was as the sound
Of thunder heard remote.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 476.
2517
    The low’ring element
Scowls o’er the darken’d landscape.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 490.
2518
    Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn’d
Firm concord holds, men only disagree
Of creatures rational.
          Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 496.
 
Note 1.
Rubente dextera.—Horace: Ode i. 2, 2. [back]