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How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator?
John Milton
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Then lies him down the lubber fiend,And stretched out all the chimney's length,Basks at the fire his hairy strength.
John Milton
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Our country is where ever we are well off.
John Milton
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Accuse not nature: she hath done her part; Do thou but thine.
John Milton
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See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds, With joy and love triumphing.
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Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son
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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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Our state cannot be severed, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
John Milton
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I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs By the known rules of ancient liberty, When straight a barbarous noise environs me Of owls and cuckoos, asses, apes and dogs.
John Milton
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There are no songs comparable to the songs of Zion, no orations equal to those of the prophets, and no politics like those which the Scriptures teach.
John Milton
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Take heed lest passion sway Thy judgement to do aught, which else free will Would not admit.
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Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies.
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He who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declares as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.
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Consider first, that great or bright infers not excellence.
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The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.
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And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
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Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
John Milton
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Apt words have power to suage the tumors of a troubled mind.
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Danger will wink on opportunity.
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These eyes, tho' clear To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot, Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, not bate a jot Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward.
John Milton
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Fate shall yield To fickle Chance, and Chaos judge the strife.
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Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, Live well; how long, or short, permit to Heaven.
John Milton
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Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
John Milton
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The superior man acquaints himself with many sayings of antiquity and many deeds of the past, in order to strengthen his character thereby.
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