John Milton Quotes
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The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint.
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Ornate rhetoric thought out of the rule of Plato... To which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed rather precedent, as being less subtle and fine, but more simple, sensuous, and passionate.
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Hear all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.
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No war or battle sound Was heard the world around.
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Contemplation is wisdom's best nurse.
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Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
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I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble Education; laborious indeed at first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect, and melodious sounds on every side, that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming.
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The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
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Love Virtue, she alone is free, She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.
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Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
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But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending.
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The liberty of conscience, which above all other things ought to be to all men dearest and most precious.
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It was that fatal and perfidious bark,Built in th' eclipse, and rigged with curses dark,That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
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He that studieth revenge keepeth his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well.
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So he with difficulty and labour hard Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he.
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His rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power.
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To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
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By labor and intent study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
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Solitude is sometimes best society.
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The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide: They hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
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Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
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I hate when vice can bolt her arguments, And virtue has no tongue to check her pride.
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Immediate are the acts of God, more swift than time or motion.
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And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend.