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• His rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 816...
• This cordial julep here, That flames and dances in his crystal bounds.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 672...
• 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
• 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
• I will tell you now What never yet was heard in tale or song, From old or modern bard, in hall or bower.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 43...
• Swinish gluttony Ne'er looks to heav'n amidst his gorgeous feast, But with besotted base ingratitude Crams, and blasphemes his feeder.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Comus, Line 776...