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| John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
| Page 246 |
| John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued) |
| 2724 |
| This cordial julep here, That flames and dances in his crystal bounds. |
| Comus. Line 672. |
| 2725 |
| Budge doctors of the Stoic fur. |
| Comus. Line 707. |
| 2726 |
| And live like Nature’s bastards, not her sons. |
| Comus. Line 727. |
| 2727 |
| It is for homely features to keep home,— They had their name thence; coarse complexions And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply The sampler and to tease the huswife’s wool. What need a vermeil-tinctur’d lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn? |
| Comus. Line 748. |
| 2728 |
| Swinish gluttony Ne’er looks to heav’n amidst his gorgeous feast, But with besotted base ingratitude Crams, and blasphemes his feeder. |
| Comus. Line 776. |
| 2729 |
| Enjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric, That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence. |
| Comus. Line 790. |
| 2730 |
| His rod revers’d, And backward mutters of dissevering power. |
| Comus. Line 816. |
| 2731 |
| Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair. |
| Comus. Line 859. |
| 2732 |
| But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run. |
| Comus. Line 1012. |
| 2733 |
| Or if Virtue feeble were, Heav’n itself would stoop to her. |
| Comus. Line 1022. |
| 2734 |
| I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc’d fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. |
| Lycidas. Line 3. |
| 2735 |
| He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. |
| Lycidas. Line 10. |
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