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• Or if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 1022...
• It were a journey like the path to heaven, To help you find them.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 303...
• Such sober certainty of waking bliss. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 263
• Budge doctors of the Stoic fur. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 707
• Fill'd the air with barbarous dissonance. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 550
• The star that bids the shepherd fold. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 93
• The unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 398
• Enjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric, That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 790...
• Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 221...