John Milton Quotes
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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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The teachers of our law, and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own.
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Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal BenchOf British Themis, with no mean applausePronounced and in his volumes taught our Laws,Which others at their Bar so often wrench
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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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The spirit of man, which God inspired, cannot together perish with this corporeal clod.
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And fast by, hanging in a golden chain, This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude, close by the moon.
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Nor from hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place.
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Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.
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Darkness now rose, as daylight sunk, and brought in low'ring Night her shadowy offspring.
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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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Neither prosperity nor empire nor heaven can be worth winning at the price of a virulent temper, bloody hands, an anguished spirit, and a vain hatred of the rest of the world.
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Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.
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Immediate are the acts of God, more swift than time or motion.
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And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
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Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem: other creature here Beast, bird, insect, or worm durst enter none; Such was their awe of man.
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From that high mount of God whence light and shade Spring both, the face of brightest heaven had changed To grateful twilight.
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Who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers?
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But say That death be not one stroke, as I supposed, Bereaving sense, but endless misery From this day onward, which I feel begun Both in me, and without me, and so last To perpetuity; ay me, that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless head; both Death and I Am found eternal, and incorporate both, Nor I on my part single, in me all Paradise Lost Posterity stands cursed: fair patrimony That I must leave ye, sons; O were I able To waste it all myself, and leave ye none!
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But, O sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew Iron tears down Pluto’s cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
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Where glowing embers through the roomTeach light to counterfeit a gloom,Far from all resort of mirth,Save the cricket on the hearth.
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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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His words … like so many nimble and airy servitors trip about him at command.
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Peor and BaälimForsake their temples dim.
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O loss of sight, of thee I most complain! Blind among enemies, O worse than chains, dungeon or beggary, or decrepit age! Light, the prime work of God, to me is extinct, and all her various objects of delight annulled, which might in part my grief have eased. Inferior to the vilest now become of man or worm; the vilest here excel me, they creep, yet see; I, dark in light, exposed to daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, within doors, or without, still as a fool, in power of others, never in my own; scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half.