|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Temple and tower went down, nor left a site:|
Chaos of ruins!
ByronChilde Harold. Canto IV. St. 80.
| The world was void,|
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless
A lump of deatha chaos of hard clay.
ByronDarkness. L. 69.
|The chaos of events.|
ByronProphecy of Dante. Canto II. L. 6.
| Chaos, that reigns here|
In double night of darkness and of shades.
MiltonComus. L. 334.
| Fate shall yield|
To fickle Chance, and Chaos judge the strife.
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. II. L. 232.
|Then rose the seed of Chaos, and of Night,|
To blot out order and extinguish light.
PopeDunciad. Bk. IV. L. 13.
|Lo: thy dread empire, Chaos, is restored;|
Light dies before thy uncreating word:
Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall;
And universal darkness buries all.
PopeDunciad. Bk. IV. L. 649.
| Nay, had I power, I should|
Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,
Uproar the universal peace, confound
All unity on earth.
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 97.