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.