Quotes from John Milton

For indeed none can love freedom heartily, but good men: the rest love not freedom, but license: which never hath more scope, or more indulgence than under tyrants...consequently neither do bad men hate tyrants, but have always been readiest with falsified names of Loyalty and Obedience to color over their base compliance.

So spake the Son, and into terrour chang'd   His count'nance too severe to be beheld   And full of wrauth bent on his Enemies.

Thus saying, from her husband's hand her hand Soft she withdrew

What in me is dark   Illumine, what is low raise and support;   That to the highth of this great Argument   I may assert th' Eternal Providence,   And justifie the wayes of God to men.

Horror y duda perturban sus confusos pensamientos y desde el fondo agitan el Infierno que su seno contiene, porque dentro de sí lleva el Infierno y a su entorno, y del Infierno no puede alejarse un solo paso, igualmente como tampoco puede de sí mismo huir aunque de lugar cambie.

Yours be the advantage all, mine the revenge

The Earth was form'd, but in the Womb as yet   Of Waters, Embryon immature involv'd,   Appeer'd not: over all the face of Earth   Main Ocean flow'd, not idle, but with warme   Prolific humour soft'ning all her Globe,   Fermented the great Mother to conceave,   Satiate with genial moisture, when God said   Be gather'd now ye Waters under Heav'n   Into one place, and let dry Land appeer.

Frei ist, wer der Vernunft gehorcht.

So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.

so to add what wants in the female sex, the more to draw his love, and render me more equal, and perhaps, a thing not undesirable, sometime superior: for inferior, who is free?

Farewel happy Fields   Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail   Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell   Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings   A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.   The mind is its own place, and in it self   Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

Least total darkness should by Night regaine   Her old possession, and extinguish life   In Nature and all things, which these soft fires   Not only enlighten, but with kindly heate   Of various influence foment and warme,   Temper or nourish, or in part shed down   Thir stellar vertue on all kinds that grow   On Earth, made hereby apter to receive   Perfection from the Suns more potent Ray.

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

To do ought good never will be our task,   But ever to do ill our sole delight,   As being the contrary to his high will   Whom we resist.

But hard be hardened, blind be blinded more, that they may stumble on, and deeper fall

In horrible destruction laid thus low,   As far as Gods and Heav'nly Essences   Can Perish: for the mind and spirit remains   Invincible, and vigour soon returns,   Though all our Glory extinct, and happy state   Here swallow'd up in endless misery.

Stayes not on Man; to God his Tower intends   Siege and defiance: Wretched man! what food   Will he convey up thither to sustain   Himself and his rash Armie, where thin Aire   Above the Clouds will pine his entrails gross,   And famish him of Breath, if not of Bread?

Thus her reply with accent sweet renewd.     If this be our condition, thus to dwell   In narrow circuit strait'nd by a Foe,   Suttle or violent, we not endu'd   Single with like defence, wherever met,   How are we happie, still in fear of harm?

Th' invention all admir'd, and each, how hee   To be th' inventer miss'd, so easie it seemd   Once found, which yet unfound most would have thought   Impossible: yet haply of thy Race   In future dayes, if Malice should abound,   Some one intent on mischief, or inspir'd   With dev'lish machination might devise   Like instrument to plague the Sons of men   For sin, on warr and mutual slaughter bent.

Who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?

Hay alguien que ame el dolor? ¿Quién, hallando un camino, no huiría del infierno aunque estuviese a él condenado?

Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heav'n.

When he who rules is worthiest, and excells   Them whom he governs. This is servitude,   To serve th' unwise, or him who hath rebelld   Against his worthier, as thine now serve thee,   Thy self not free, but to thy self enthrall'd;

And ye that live and move, fair Creatures, tell,   Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?   Not of my self; by some great Maker then,   In goodness and in power praeeminent;   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 then I know.