Paradise Lost. Book vii. Line 24.

Still govern thou my song,

Urania, and fit audience find, though few.

Paradise Lost. Book vii. Line 30.

Heaven open'd wide

Her ever during gates, harmonious sound,

On golden hinges moving.

Paradise Lost. Book vii. Line 205.

Hither, as to their fountain, other stars

Repairing, in their golden urns draw light.