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Originally posted by Paradise Lost, Book II:
Doubtless!
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Fantastic, my sex life is finally going to pick up again after a rather long interregnum.
Or, if we're being a little bit more (conservatively) prescriptivist in our approach to what we consider a sentence (and also consider that different books write this bit differently):
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Originally posted by Paradise Lost, Book II:
While we dream,
And know not that the King of Heav'n hath doomed
This place our dungeon, not our safe retreat
Beyond his potent arm, to live exempt
From Heaven's high jurisdiction, in new league
Banded against his throne, but to remain
In strictest bondage, though thus far removed,
Under th' inevitable curb, reserved
His captive multitude.
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I tried to eke out some sort of BDSM fantasy here through the 'captive multitude' and 'strictest bondage' but I think it's a stretch. Shame though, I just got a pair of handcuffs that would come in useful for such things. >w>