Wild above rule or art, enormous bliss.

Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit/Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste/Brought death into the world, and all our woe,/With loss of Eden, till one greater Man/Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,/Sing heavenly muse

For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrowers, among good authors is accounted Plagiarè.

How oft, in nations gone corrupt, And by their own devices brought down to servitude, That man chooses bondage before liberty. Bondage with ease before strenuous liberty.

He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.

Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth.

The never-ending flight Of future days.