Without the meed of some melodious tear.
John Milton (1608 - 1674)
Source: Lycidas. Line 14.
Contributed by: Zaady
Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power, After offence returning, to regain Love once possess'd.
Source: Samson Agonistes. Line 1003.
Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 62.
Where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 65.
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 105.
Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 73.
Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.
Source: Comus. Line 256.
Who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers?
With a smile that glow'd Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 618.
With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 83.
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