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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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Necessity and chance Approach not me, and what I will is fate.
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Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.
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And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
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For the air of youth, Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign A melancholy damp of cold and dry To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume The balm of life.
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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.
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So he with difficulty and labour hard Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he.
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But hail thou Goddess sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy, Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue.
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Beauty is God's handwriting-a wayside sacrament.
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They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
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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.
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O visions ill foreseen! Better had I Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only.
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O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.
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The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.
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It is not virtue, wisdom, valour, wit, Strength, comeliness of shape, or amplest merit, That woman's love can win, or long inherit But what it is, hard is to say, Harder to hit.
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Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to the possessor.
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Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart fairy of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
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Time, though in Eternity, applied To motion, measures all things durable By present, past, and future.
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From haunted spring and dale Edg'd with poplar pale The parting genius is with sighing sent.
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In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse, whatever be her cause.
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For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
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