Related:

• Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 256...
• 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...
• Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk.
  And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair'd....
• 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
• The unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 398
• What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 560...