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[Excerpts from John Milton's book, Paradise Lost.]For contemplation he and valour form'd,For softness she and sweet attractive grace;He for God only, she for God in him.His fair large front and eye sublime declar'dAbsolute rule; and hyacinthine locksRound from his parted forelock manly hungClustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad.
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 297.

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ImpliedSubjection, but requir'd with gentle sway,And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd,—Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.
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Now came still evening on, and twilight grayHad in her sober livery all things clad;Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird,They to their grassy couch, these to their nests,Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale;She all night long her amorous descant sung;Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmamentWith living sapphires; Hesperus, that ledThe starry host, rode brightest, till the moon,Rising in clouded majesty, at lengthApparent queen unveil'd her peerless light,And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
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With thee conversing I forget all time,All seasons, and their change,—all please alike.Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sunWhen first on this delightful land he spreadsHis orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower,Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earthAfter soft showers; and sweet the coming onOf grateful ev'ning mild; then silent nightWith this her solemn bird and this fair moon,And these the gems of heaven, her starry train:But neither breath of morn when she ascendsWith charm of earliest birds, nor rising sunOn this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower,Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers,Nor grateful ev'ning mild, nor silent night.. PAGE NUM="234" -->With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moonOr glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
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Abash'd the devil stood,And felt how awful goodness is, and sawVirtue in her shape how lovely.
Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 846.

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And feel that I am happier than I know.
Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 282.