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John Milton
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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.
John Milton
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
Beauty is Nature's coin, must not be hoarded, But must be current, and the good thereof Consists in mutual and partaken bliss.
John Milton
From haunted spring and dale Edg'd with poplar pale The parting genius is with sighing sent.
John Milton
Now came still evening on and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad: Silence accompanied for beast and bird, They to they grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale.
John Milton
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
Fame is the last infirmity of the human mind.
John Milton
It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born child, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies.
John Milton
Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.
John Milton
Socrates... Whom well inspir'd the oracle pronounc'd Wisest of men.
John Milton
O madness to think use of strongest wines And strongest drinks our chief support of health, When God with these forbidden made choice to rear His mighty champion, strong above compare, Whose drink was only from the liquid brook.
John Milton
Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate
John Milton
And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
John Milton
Truth is compared in Scripture to a streaming fountain if her waters flow not in perpetual progression, they sicken into a muddy pool of conformity and tradition.
John Milton
Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth.
John Milton
Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit/Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste/Brought death into the world, and all our woe,/With loss of Eden, till one greater Man/Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,/Sing heavenly muse
John Milton
Our reason is our law.
John Milton
Where all life dies death lives.
John Milton
To many a youth and many a maid, dancing in the chequer'd shade.
John Milton
Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.
John Milton