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• At whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 34...
• Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 364...
• Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 166...
• Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 745...
• Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 30...
• 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...
• Indu'd With sanctity of reason. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 507
• Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell From heave
  for ev'n in heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoy'd In vision beatific....
• Whence and what art thou, execrable shape?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 681...