Was I deceivd, or did a sable cloud — Comus (John Milton)

"And the gilded car of day, His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream."

"Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel."

"Beauty is Natures brag, and must be shown In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at the workmanship; 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 huswifes wool. What need a vermeil-tinctured lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn?"

"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; Listen for dear honors sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save."

"But now my task is smoothly done: I can fly, or I can run."

"How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smiled!"