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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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More quotes by John Milton
Truth and understanding are not such wares as to be monopolized and traded in by tickets and statutes and standards. We must not think to make a staple commodity of all the knowledge in the land, to mark and license it like our broadcloth and our woolpacks.
John Milton
Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity.
John Milton
The conquer'd, also, and enslaved by war, Shall, with their freedom lost, all virtue lose.
John Milton
To live a life half dead, a living death.
John Milton
A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses
John Milton
He that has light within his own clear breast May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun Himself his own dungeon.
John Milton
Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss.
John Milton
The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.
John Milton
In discourse more sweet For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense. Others apart sat on a hill retir'd, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free-will, foreknowledge absolute And found no end, in wand'ring mazes lost.
John Milton
The redundant locks, robustious to no purpose, clustering down--vast monument of strength.
John Milton
For books are as meats and viands are some of good, some of evil sub-stance.
John Milton
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.
John Milton
Arm the obdured breast with stubborn patience as with triple steel.
John Milton
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
The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flow'r, but not in this soil Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon.
John Milton
The starry cope Of heaven.
John Milton
And now the herald lark Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry The morn's approach, and greet her with his song.
John Milton
Our cure, to be no more sad cure!
John Milton
Fame is the last infirmity of the human mind.
John Milton
Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
John Milton