These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!
John Milton (1608 - 1674)
Source: Paradise Lost. Book v. Line 153.
Contributed by: Zaady
These my sky-robes spun out of Iris' woof.
Source: Comus. Line 83.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book v. Line 637.
Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arch'd imbower.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 302.
Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 16.
The timely dew of sleep.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 614.
The unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure.
Source: Comus. Line 398.
The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 208.
Their fatal hands No second stroke intend.
Source: Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 712.
The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
Source: Comus. Line 38.
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