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O fairest flower! no sooner blown but blasted,Soft silken primrose fading timelessly.
John Milton
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Wherefore did he [God] create passions within us, pleasures round about us, but that these rightly tempered are the very ingredients of virtue?
John Milton
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But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropp'd manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, 4 to perplex and dash Maturest counsels.
John Milton
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In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse, whatever be her cause.
John Milton
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Where no hope is left, is left no fear.
John Milton
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Hide me from day's garish eye.
John Milton
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Assuredly we bring not innocence not the world, we bring impurity much rather: that which purifies us is trial, and trial is by what is contrary.
John Milton
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Wild above rule or art, enormous bliss.
John Milton
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And feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce.
John Milton
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God is decreeing to begin some newand great period in his Church, even to the reforming of Reformation itself. What does he then but reveal Himself to his servants, and as his manner is, first to his Englishmen?
John Milton
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Enflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages.
John Milton
