Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Poured forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain, Both where the morning sun first warmly smote The open field, and where the unpierced shade Imbrowned the noontide... Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books - Page 64by John Milton - 1903 - 372 pagesFull view
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American essays - 1863 - 830 pages
...pearl and sands of gold With mazy error under pendent shades, Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In...Poured forth profuse on hill and dale and plain." Going far behind all conventionalities, he credited to Paradise — the ideal of man's happiest estato...