John Milton,
Paradise Lost — Book 9
(1890)
“ Sometimes in highth began, as no delay Of preface brooking, through his zeal of right: So standing, moving, or to highth up-grown, The Tempter, all impassioned, thus began: "O sacred, wise, and wisdom-giving plant, Mother of science! now I feel thy power 680 Within me clear, not only to discern Things in their causes, but to trace the ways Of highest agents, deemed however wise. Queen of this Universe! do not believe Those rigid threats of death. Ye shall not die. How should you? by the fruit? it gives you life To knowledge; by the threatener? ”
