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Truth and understanding are not such wares as to be monopolized and traded in by tickets and statutes and standards. We must not think to make a staple commodity of all the knowledge in the land, to mark and license it like our broadcloth and our woolpacks.
John Milton
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Now the bright morning-star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire! Woods and groves are of thy dressing; Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
John Milton
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Nor think thou with wind Of æry threats to awe whom yet with deeds Thou canst not.
John Milton
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From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.
John Milton
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A short retirement urges a sweet return.
John Milton
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Suffering for truth's sake Is fortitude to highest victory, And to the faithful death the gate of life.
John Milton
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Implied Subjection, but requir'd with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd,- Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.
John Milton
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For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
John Milton
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True it is that covetousness is rich, modesty starves.
John Milton
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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.
John Milton
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Heaven, the seat of bliss, Brooks not the works of violence and war.
John Milton
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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!
John Milton
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Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day.
John Milton
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Apostate, still thou err'st, nor end wilt find Offering, from the paths of truth remote.
John Milton
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Pandemonium, the high capital Of Satan and his peers.
John Milton
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Forget thyself to marble.
John Milton
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So shall the world go on, To good malignant, to bad men benign, Under her own weight groaning.
John Milton
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The power of Kings and Magistrates is nothing else, but what is only derivative, transferrd and committed to them in trust from the People, to the Common good of them all, in whom the power yet remaines fundamentally, and cannot be takn from them, without a violation of thir natural birthright.
John Milton
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He that has light within his own clear breast May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself his own dungeon.
John Milton
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For no falsehood can endure Touch of celestial temper.
John Milton
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Just deeds are the best answer to injurious words.
John Milton
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A man may be ungrateful, but the human race is not so.
John Milton
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No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free.
John Milton
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He who reigns within himself and rules passions, desires, and fears is more than a king.
John Milton
