John Milton Quotes
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God made thee perfect, not immutable.
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Well observe The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
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In the sweat of thy face thou shalt eat bread, Till thou return unto the ground; for thou Out of the ground wast taken; know thy birth, For dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.
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Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.
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A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end.
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Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation.
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Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?
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[Rhyme is] but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame Meter; ... Not without cause therefore some both Italian and Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rhyme, ... as have also long since our best English tragedies, as... trivial and of no true musical delight; which [truly] consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings, a fault avoided by the learned ancients both in poetry and all good oratory.
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Blind mouths! That scarce themselves know how to holdA sheep-hook.
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Meadows trim, with daisies pied,Shallow brooks, and rivers wide;Towers and balements it seesBosomed high in tufted trees,Where perhaps some beauty lies,The cynosure of neighboring eyes.
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Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits, flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please and sate the curious taste?
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Execute their airy purposes.
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O fleeting joys Of Paradise, dear bought with lasting woes!
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Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.
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Still paying, still to owe. Eternal woe!
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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.
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Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
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Without the meed of some melodious tear.
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Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?
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And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.