'Paradise Lost' is one of the books which the reader admires and lays down, and forgets to take up again. None ever wished it longer than it is.

In God's intention, a meet and happy conversation is the chiefest and noblest end of marriage.

From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,- A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropp'd from the Zenith like a falling star.

Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?

Danger will wink on opportunity.

Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.