All her original brightness, nor appear'd

Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess

Of glory obscur'd.

Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 591.

In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds

On half the nations, and with fear of change

Perplexes monarchs.

Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 597.

Thrice he assay'd, and thrice in spite of scorn

Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth.