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• Since call'd The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 495...
• Hail holy light! offspring of heav'n first-born.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 1...
• The rising world of waters dark and deep.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 11...
• Thoughts that voluntary move Harmonious numbers.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 37...
• Dark with excessive bright. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 380
• And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 686...
• Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 171...
• Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 30...
• Embryos and idiots, eremites and friars, White, black, and gray, with all their trumpery.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iii, Line 474...