Book iii. Line 1.
Hail, holy light! offspring of Heaven first-born.
Book iii. Line 44.
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine.
Book iii. Line 495.
Since called
The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown.
Book iv. Line 34.
At whose sight all the stars
Hide their diminished heads.
Book iv. Line 76.
And in the lowest deep, a lower deep,
Still threatening to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.