John Milton Quotes
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Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.
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What hath night to do with sleep?
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Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
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Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind.
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And to thy husband's will Thine shall submit; he over thee shall rule.
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Our state cannot be severed, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
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Or call up him that left half toldThe story of Cambuscan bold.
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It is not hard for any man who hath a Bible in his hand to borrow good words and holy sayings in abundance; but to make them his own is a work of grace only from above.
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Yet hold it more humane, more heav'nly, first, By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make persuasion do the work of fear.
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Faithful found among the faithless.
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And I will place within them as a guide My umpire conscience, whom if they will hear Light after light well used they shall attain, And to the end persisting, safe arrive.
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You can make hell out of heaven and heaven out of hell. It's all in the mind.
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Virtue that wavers is not virtue.
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Joking decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can.
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I sat me down to watch upon a bank With ivy canopied and interwove With flaunting honeysuckle.
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Be frustrate, all ye stratagems of Hell,And devilish machinations come to nought.
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Of which all Europe rings from side to side.
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Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.
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Oft, on a plat of rising ground,I hear the far-off curfew soundOver some wide-watered shore,Swinging low with sullen roar.
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Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.
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Nor from hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place.
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So on this windy sea of land, the Fiend Walked up and down alone bent on his prey.
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I will not allow my daughters to learn foreign languages because one tongue is sufficient for a woman.
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Who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers?