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• No war or battle's sound Was heard the world around.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Hymn on Christ's Nativity, Line 53...
• Peor and Baalim Forsake their temples dim.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Hymn on Christ's Nativity, Line 197...
• Time will run back and fetch the age of gold.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Hymn on Christ's Nativity, Line 135...
• From haunted spring and dale Edg'd with poplar pale The parting genius is with sighing sent.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Hymn on Christ's Nativity, Line 184...
• The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving.
  Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving....
• The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 38...
• And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Il Penseroso, Line 49...
• And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- L'Allegro, Line 67...
• Enter'd the very lime-twigs of his spells, And yet came off.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 646...