Quotes from John Milton

For what can war, but endless war, still breed?

For solitude sometimes is best society and short retirement urges sweet return.

Hee in Celestial Panoplie all armd   Of radiant URIM, work divinely wrought,   Ascended, at his right hand Victorie   Sate Eagle-wing'd, beside him hung his Bow   And Quiver with three-bolted Thunder stor'd,   And from about him fierce Effusion rowld   Of smoak and bickering flame, and sparkles dire;

His blessed count'nance; here I could frequent, With worship, place by place where he voutsaf'd Presence Divine, and to my Sons relate; On this Mount he appeerd, under this Tree Stood visible, among these Pines his voice I heard, here with him at this Fountain talk'd: So

Dios proclama la paz, y ellos viven, no obstante, dominados por el odio y la enemistad y en perpetua lucha; se mueven crueles guerras y devastan la tierra para destruirse unos a otros, como si no tuvieran, y en esto deberían cifrar su unión, sobrados enemigos en el infierno que día y noche conspiran para su ruina.

Mortals that would follow me, Love virtue, she alone is free, She can teach ye how to climb Higher than they sphery chime; Or if virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.

Dagon his name, sea-monster, upward man And downward fish

Our torments also may in length of time Become our Elements, these piercing Fires As soft as now severe, our temper chang'd Into their temper; which must needs remove.

Infernal world! And thou, profoundest hell, Receive thy new possessor - one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, and a hell of heaven.

And oh, Fair plant, said he, with fruit surcharged, Deigns none to ease thy load, and taste thy sweet, Nor God, nor Man? Is knowledge so despised? Or envy, or what reserve forbids to taste? Forbid who will, none shall from me withhold Longer thy offered good; why else set here?

Nor can I think that God, Creator wise, Though threatning, will in earnest so destroy Us his prime Creatures, dignifi'd so high, Set over all his Works, which in our Fall, For us created, needs with us must faile

Empresa más fácil podemos acometer. Una región hay, si no miente antigua y profética tradición del cielo, hay un mundo, dichosa mansión de un ser nuevo llamado Hombre, que por este tiempo ha debido ser criado semejante a nosotros, inferior en poderío y excelencia, pero más favorecido del Hacedor supremo.

Of Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit   Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast   Brought Death into the World, and all our woe

This yet I apprehend not, why to those   Among whom God will deigne to dwell on Earth   So many and so various Laws are giv'n;   So many Laws argue so many sins   Among them; how can God with such reside?

If therefore the Father is the God of Christ and the same one is our God, and if there is no God but one, there can be no God beside the Father.

Ordain'd by thee, and this delicious place   For us too large, where thy abundance wants   Partakers, and uncropt falls to the ground.   But thou hast promis'd from us two a Race   To fill the Earth, who shall with us extoll   Thy goodness infinite, both

Henceforth His might we know, and know our own, So as not either to provoke, or dread New war provoked. Our better part remains To work in close design, by fraud or guile, What force effected not; that He no less At length from us may find, who overcomes By force, hath overcome but half his foe.

Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam;

In goodness and in power pre-eminent. Tell me how may I know him, how adore,? From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know.

To reign is worth ambition though in Hell: Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav'n.

Celestial light, shine inward...that I may see and tell of things invisible to mortal sight

Of man's first disobedience and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world and all our woe

De la întâia neascultare a omului, È™i fructul Copacului oprit, al c?rui gust mortal A adus moartea în lume È™i toat? durerea noastr?, Pentru pierderea Edenului, pân? când un Om mai m?reÈ› Ne va duce înapoi È™i va recâÈ™tiga acest loc minunat.

Mammon led them on - Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell From heaven - for even in heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy, else enjoyed In vision beatific.