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That old man eloquent.
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The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and dischargd; what burden then?
John Milton
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And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
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Tis chastity, my brother, chastity; She that has that is clad in complete steel, And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen, May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds; Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity.
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The end then of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright, and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him, as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.
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Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
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Sweetest Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell, By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale.
John Milton -
Herbs, and other country messes,Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses.
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Blind mouths! That scarce themselves know how to holdA sheep-hook.
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Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight.
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It is Chastity, my brother. She that has that is clad in complete steel.
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No date prefixed directs me in the starry rubric set.
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Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine.
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Into this wild Abyss/ The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave--/ Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,/ But all these in their pregnant causes mixed/ Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight,/ Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain/ His dark materials to create more worlds,--/ Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend/ Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while,/ Pondering his voyage; for no narrow frith/ He had to cross.
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Not to know me argues yourselves unknown.
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And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet,Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.
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Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?
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But O the heavy change, now thou art gone,Now thou art gone and never must return!
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But pain is perfect misery, the worst Of evils, and excessive, overturns All patience.
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Opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.
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Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names.
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The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flow'r, but not in this soil; Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon.
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But hail thou Goddess sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy, Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue.
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I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.
John Milton