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• Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam wak'd, so custom'd
  for his sleep Was aery light, from pure digestion bred....
• And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 727
• Or if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 1022...
• I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i' th' plighted clouds.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 298...
• Under the opening eyelids of the morn. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Lycidas, Line 26
• 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
• Such sober certainty of waking bliss. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 263
• The star that bids the shepherd fold. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 93