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• Live while ye may, Yet happy pair. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 533
• Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 16...
• Or if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook, that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 10...
• Must I thus leave thee, Paradise?--thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book xi, Line 269...
• Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 62...
• Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 105...
• So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book x, Line 279...
• Heard so oft In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge Of battle.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 275...
• His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess Of glory obscur'd.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 591...