Quote

His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral were but a wand, He walk'd with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle.

John Milton

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
Poet
Politician
Writer
Steps
Wands
Hewn
Walks
Pine
Mast
Support
Spears
Norwegian
Great
Uneasy
Tallest
Hills
Masts
Burning
Norwegians
Walk
Spear
Equal
Wand

More quotes by John Milton

Image
Abash'd the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is.
John Milton
Image
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
John Milton
Image
There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
John Milton
Image
Time, though in Eternity, applied To motion, measures all things durable By present, past, and future.
John Milton
Image
Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.
John Milton
Image
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
John Milton
Image
Meanwhile the Adversary of God and man, Satan with thoughts inflamed of highest design, Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight.
John Milton
Image
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
Image
What if Earth be but the shadow of Heaven and things therein - each other like, more than on Earth is thought?
John Milton
Image
None But such as are good men can give good things, And that which is not good, is not delicious To a well-govern'd and wise appetite.
John Milton
Image
The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.
John Milton
Image
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
Image
This horror will grow mild, this darkness light Besides what hope the never-ending flight Of future days may bring, what chance, what change Worth waiting--since our present lot appears For happy though but ill, for ill not worst, If we procure not to ourselves more woe.
John Milton
Image
And now without redemption all mankind Must have been lost, adjudged to death and hell By doom severe.
John Milton
Image
Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.
John Milton
Image
Imparadis'd in one another's arms.
John Milton
Image
And the earth self-balanced on her centre hung.
John Milton
Image
Where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce, Strive here for mast'ry.
John Milton
Image
Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.
John Milton
Image
For to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.
John Milton