Her silent course advance
With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps
On her soft axle.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 163
With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps
On her soft axle.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 163
Related:
- And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line... - And touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.
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John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii... - Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii... - Her virtue and the conscience of her worth,
That would be woo'd,
and not unsought be won. -- John Milton (1608-1674)... - Accuse not Nature: she hath done her part;
Do thou but thine.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii... - And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps
At wisdom's gate,
and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness... - So well to know
Her own, that what she wills to do or say
Seems wisest,
virtuousest, discreetest, best. -- John Milton (1608... - Those graceful acts,
Those thousand decencies that daily flow
From all her words and actions.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii... - Into this wild abyss,
The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii...
