John Milton Quotes
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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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Among unequals what society Can sort, what harmony, or true delight?
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Dark with excessive bright.
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He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.
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Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.
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To live a life half dead, a living death.
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Hell has no benefits, only torture.
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Our reason is our law.
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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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Let us seek Death, or he not found, supply With our own hands his office on ourselves; Why stand we longer shivering under fears, That show no end but death, and have the power, Of many ways to die the shortest choosing, Destruction with destruction to destroy.
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Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings.
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There is nothing that making men rich and strong but that which they carry inside of them. True wealth is of the heart, not of the hand.
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Goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems.
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Till old experience do attainTo something like prophetic strain.
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Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.
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When language in common use in any country becomes irregular and depraved, it is followed by their ruin and degradation. For what do terms used without skill or meaning, which are at once corrupt and misapplied, denote but a people listless, supine, and ripe for servitude?
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He knewHimself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
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Such as may make thee search the coffers round.
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Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.
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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 other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either,--black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand.
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Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
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Solitude is sometimes best society.
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Who can enjoy alone? Or all enjoying what contentment find?