icycle, orb in orb.

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Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.

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Her virtue and the conscience of her worth,
That would be wooed and not unsought be won.

Book viii. Line 548.

So well to know
Her own, that what she wills to do or say
Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best!

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Those graceful acts,
Those thousand decencies, that daily flow
From all her words and actions.

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To whom the angel, with a smile that glowed
Celestial rosy red (love's proper Hue)

Book ix. Line 249.

For solitude sometimes is best society,
And short retirement urges sweet return.

Book x. Line 77.

Yet I shall temper so
Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most
Them fully satisfied, and thee appease.

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The world was all before them, where to choose
Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.

* * * * *

PARADISE REGAINED.

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Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts
And eloquence.

Book iv. Line 267.

Thence to the famous orators repair,
Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce democraty,
Shook the arsenal, and fulmined over Greece,
To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne.

Book iv. Line 330.

As children gathering pebbles on the shore.

* * * * *

SAMSON AGONISTES.

Line 293.

Just are the ways of God,
And justifiable to men.

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He's gone, and who knows how he may report
Thy words, by adding fuel to the flame?

* * * * *

COMUS.

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A thousand fantasies
Begin to throng into my memory,
Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire,
And airy tongues, that syllable men's names
On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.

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Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?

Line 244.

Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould
Breathe such divine, enchanting ravishment?

Line 256.

Who, as they sung, would take the prisoned soul
And lap it in Elysium.

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He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' th' center and enjoy bright day;
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the midday sun,

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How charming is divine philosophy!
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