Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 192.
Liquid lapse of murmuring streams.
Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 263.
And feel that I am happier than I know.
Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 282.
Among unequals what society
Can sort, what harmony, or true delight?
Paradise Lost. Book viii. Line 383.
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.