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On A Sudden Open Fly, With Impetuous Recoil And Jarring Sound, Th' Infernal Doors, And On Their Hinges Grate Harsh Thunder.
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On a sudden open fly,
With impetuous recoil and jarring sound,
Th' infernal doors, and on their hinges grate
Harsh thunder.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 879
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Their rising all at once was as the sound Of thunder heard remote.
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Arm th' obdur'd breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel.
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Heaven open'd wide Her ever during gates, harmonious sound, On golden hinges moving.
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Gorgons and Hydras and Chimaeras dire.
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Hell Grew darker at their frown. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 719
His red right hand. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 174
Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
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Rather than be less, Car'd not to be at all.
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