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• That golden key That opes the palace of eternity. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 13
• But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 130...
• He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 10...
• And strictly meditate the thankless Muse. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 66
• The gadding vine. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 40
• Under the opening eyelids of the morn. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 26
• He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 188...
• The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flow'r, but not in this soil
  Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon....
• Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Il Penseroso, Line 109...