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• As far as angels' ken. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 59
• Th' imperial ensign, which full high advanc'd Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 536...
• So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book x, Line 279...
• His red right hand. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 174
• Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 633...
• Left that command Sole daughter of his voice.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 652...
• 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...
• Servant of God, well done; well hast thou fought The better fight.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vi, Line 29...
• Eas'd the putting off These troublesome disguises which we wear.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 739...