Quote

Ornate rhetorick taught out of the rule of Plato.... To which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed rather precedent, as being less suttle and fine, but more simple, sensuous, and passionate.

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
Fine
Sensuous
Taught
Precedent
Simple
Plato
Rather
Simplicity
Less
Passionate
Made
Indeed
Would
Rule
Ornate
Poetry
Subsequent

More quotes by John Milton

Image
Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep.
John Milton
Image
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.
John Milton
Image
So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.
John Milton
Image
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise. That last infirmity of noble mind. To scorn delights, and live laborious days.
John Milton
Image
Joking decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can.
John Milton
Image
Therefore God's universal law Gave to the man despotic power Over his female in due awe, Not from that right to part an hour, Smile she or lour.
John Milton
Image
. . . for beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive. Cease to admire, and all her plumes Fall flat and shrink into a trivial toy, At every sudden slighting quite abash'd.
John Milton
Image
Evil, be thou my good.
John Milton
Image
They who have put out the people's eyes reproach them of their blindness.
John Milton
Image
Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold.
John Milton
Image
The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.
John Milton
Image
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
Image
Day and night, Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost Shall hold their course, till fire purge all things new.
John Milton
Image
Not to know me argues yourselves unknown.
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
Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
John Milton
Image
God shall be all in all.
John Milton
Image
Nor think thou with wind Of æry threats to awe whom yet with deeds Thou canst not.
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
Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not in this we stand or fall.
John Milton