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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued)
 
2691
    Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot
Which men call earth.
          Comus. Line 5.
2692
    That golden key
That opes the palace of eternity.
          Comus. Line 13.
2693
    The nodding horror of whose shady brows
Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
          Comus. Line 38.
2694
    I will tell you now
What never yet was heard in tale or song,
From old or modern bard, in hall or bower.
          Comus. Line 43.
2695
    Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape
Crush’d the sweet poison of misused wine.
          Comus. Line 46.
2696
    These my sky-robes spun out of Iris’ woof.
          Comus. Line 83.
2697
    The star that bids the shepherd fold.
          Comus. Line 93.
2698
    Midnight shout and revelry,
Tipsy dance and jollity.
          Comus. Line 103.
2699
    Ere the blabbing eastern scout,
The nice morn, on th’ Indian steep
From her cabin’d loop-hole peep.
          Comus. Line 138.
2700
    When the gray-hooded Even,
Like a sad votarist in palmer’s weed,
Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phœbus’ wain.
          Comus. Line 188.
2701
    A thousand fantasies
Begin to throng into my memory,
Of calling shapes, and beck’ning shadows dire,
And airy tongues that syllable men’s names
On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
          Comus. Line 205.
2702
    O welcome, pure-ey’d Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
          Comus. Line 213.
2703
    Was I deceiv’d, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
          Comus. Line 221.
2704
    Can any mortal mixture of earth’s mould
Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment?
          Comus. Line 244.