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• And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 43...
• And touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 47...
• Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 488...
• Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 163...
• Accuse not Nature: she hath done her part; Do thou but thine.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 561...
• Those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies that daily flow From all her words and actions.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 610...
• So well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 548...
• Abash'd the devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 846...
• Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 910...