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• Unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 44...
• Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 782...
• Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 633...
• A pillar'd shade High overarch'd, and echoing walks between.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 1106...
• At shut of evening flowers. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 278
• Left that command Sole daughter of his voice.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 652...
• My unpremeditated verse. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 24
• Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 26...
• So gloz'd the tempter. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 549