That’s Book 12, l. 55. I didn’t find myself gripped by much else in this last book. After all the excitement of Book 10 and previous, Book 11 began a trend towards the ho-hum and Book 12 defnitely consolidated it.
(No more Lucifer, of course, which probably explains it.)
So that’s it for boring endless posts with great chunks of Paradise Lost.
Thank you for your patience.