"He who hath light within his own clear breast May sit i'th' center, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself his own dungeo…"

"God gave him reason, and he gave him choice; and now he blames God for his own choice."

"Abashed the Devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely, saw and pined his loss."

"Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of Eev'n or Morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or Summer's Rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine."

"License they mean when they cry, Liberty! For who loves that, must first be wise and good."