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• Accuse not Nature: she hath done her part; Do thou but thine.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 561...
• Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well
  how long or short permit to heaven....
• Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 166...
• Far off his coming shone. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vi, Line 768
• Whence and what art thou, execrable shape?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 681...
• The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 44...
• Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vi, Line 2...
• Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 30...
• Oft times nothing profits more Than self-esteem, grounded on just and right Well manag'd.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 571...