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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.
John Milton
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Sometime let gorgeous TragedyIn sceptred pall come sweeping by,Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line,Or the tale of Troy divine.
John Milton
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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.
John Milton
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Virtue hath no tongue to check vice's pride.
John Milton
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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
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None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but licence.
John Milton
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How oft, in nations gone corrupt, And by their own devices brought down to servitude, That man chooses bondage before liberty. Bondage with ease before strenuous liberty.
John Milton
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It is Chastity, my brother. She that has that is clad in complete steel.
John Milton
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Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation.
John Milton
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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.
John Milton
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Methought I saw my late espousèd saintBrought to me like Alcestis from the grave.
John Milton
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Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.
John Milton
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O fleeting joys Of Paradise, dear bought with lasting woes!
John Milton
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What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
John Milton
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Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?
John Milton
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By night the Glass Of Galileo ... observes Imagin'd Land and Regions in the Moon.
John Milton
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A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.
John Milton
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Th' ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Victorious. Thus repuls'd, our final hope Is flat despair.
John Milton
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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?
John Milton
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To adore the conqueror, who now beholds Cherub and seraph rolling in the flood.
John Milton
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And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
John Milton
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What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies.
John Milton
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And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet,Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.
John Milton
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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.
John Milton
