Comus.
O Woman, in thy native innocence,
rely
On what thou hast of virtue:
summon all,
For God toward thee hath done
His part, do thine.
Paradise Lost, Book 9.
What higher in her society
thou find’st
Attractive, human, rational,
love still;
In loving thou dost well,
in passion not
Wherein true love consists
not.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
The wife, where danger or
dishonour lurks,
Safest and seemliest by her
husband stays,
Who guards her, or with her
the worst endures.
Paradise Lost, Book 9.
Greatness of mind and nobleness
their seat
Build in her loveliest, and
create an awe
About her, as a guard angelic
placed.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
Those
graceful acts,
Those thousand decencies that
daily flow
From all her words and actions
mix’d with love
And sweet compliance, which
declare unfeign’d
Union of mind, or in us both
one soul;
Harmony to behold in wedded
pair
More grateful than harmonious
sound to the ear.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure,
Sober, steadfast, and demure.
* * * * *
With even step and musing gait;
And looks commercing with the skies,
Thy wrapt soul sitting in thine eyes.
Il Penseroso.
Innocence and virgin modesty
Her virtue, and the conscience of her worth,
That would be woo’d, and not unsought be won
Not obvious, not obtrusive, but retired
The more desirable.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
Lady, thy care is fix’d,
and zealously attends
To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light.
And hope that reaps not shame.
Sonnet.
A
creature ...
... So lovely fair,
That what seem’d fair
in all the world seem’d now
Mean, or in her summ’d
up, in her contain’d.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
All things from her air inspired
The spirit of love and amorous
delight.
Paradise Lost, Book 8.
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
housewife’s wool.
Comus.
With dispatchful looks in
haste
She turns, on hospitable thoughts
intent.
What choice to choose for
delicacy best,
What order, so contrived,
as not to mix
Tastes, not well join’d,
inelegant, but bring
Taste after taste upheld with
kindliest change.
Paradise Lost, Book 5.