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Quotes from John Milton

The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
~ John Milton
Th' imperial ensign, which, full high advanc'd,Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind.
~ John Milton
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted Plagiarè.
~ John Milton
Come, knit hands, and beat the ground,In a light fantastic round.
~ John Milton
All hell broke loose.
~ John Milton
Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil.
~ John Milton
God is decreeing to begin some new and great period in His Church, even to the reforming of Reformation itself: what does He then but reveal Himself to His servants, and as His manner is, first to His Englishmen?
~ John Milton
Live while ye may,Yet happy pair.
~ John Milton
As killing as the canker to the rose.
~ John Milton
To sit in darkness hereHatching vain empires.
~ John Milton
Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.
~ John Milton
The angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice that he awhileThought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.
~ John Milton
Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy.
~ John Milton
Was I deceiv'd or did a sable cloudTurn forth her silver lining on the night?
~ John Milton
None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license.
~ John Milton
The palpable obscure.
~ John Milton
And add to these retired Leisure,That in trim gardens takes his pleasure.
~ John Milton
Hence vain deluding Joys,The brood of Folly without father bred!
~ John Milton
The sun to me is darkAnd silent as the moon,When she deserts the night,Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
~ John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent,Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,And that one talent which is death to hideLodg'd with me useless.
~ John Milton
Her virtue and the conscience of her worth,That would be woo'd, and not unsought be won.
~ John Milton
At whose sight all the starsHide their diminish'd heads.
~ John Milton
Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin Surprise thee, and her black attendant, Death.
~ John Milton
A thousand fantasiesBegin to throng into my memory,Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire,And airy tongues that syllable men's namesOn sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
~ John Milton