John Milton Quotes

Ay me! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where e'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the humming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world, Or whether thou, to our moist vows deni'd, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, Where the great vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold. Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth, And O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Lycidas (l. 154-164). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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but as an Eagle His cloudless thunderbolted on thir heads. So vertue giv'n for lost, Deprest, and overthrown, as seem'd, Like that self-begott'n bird In the Arabian woods embost, That no second knows nor third, And lay e're while a Holocaust, From out her ashie womb now teem'd Revives, reflourishes, then vigorous most When most unactive deem'd, And though her body die, her fame survives, A secular bird ages of lives.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Samson Agonistes (l. 1695-1707). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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At last he rose, and twitch'd his mantle blue, Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Lycidas (l. 192-193). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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All is best, though we oft doubt, What th' unsearchable dispose Of highest wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns And to his faithful Champion hath in place Bore witness gloriously; whence Gaza mourns And all that band them to resist His uncontroulable intent, His servants he with new acquist Of true experience from this great event With peace and consolation hath dismist, And calm of mind all passion spent.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Samson Agonistes (l. 1745-1758). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smites no more." Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is pass'd
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Lycidas (l. 130-132). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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O dearly-bought revenge, yet glorious! Living or dying thou hast fulfill'd The work for which thou wast foretold To Israel, and now ly'st victorious Among thy slain self-kill'd Not willingly, but tangl'd in the fold Of dire necessity
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Samson Agonistes (l. 1660-1666). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Lycidas (l. 108-109). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Between the pillars; he his guide requested (For so from such as nearer stood we heard) As over-tir'd to let him lean a while With both his arms on those two massie Pillars That to the arched roofgave main support. He unsuspitious led him; which when Samson Felt in his arms, with head a while enclin'd, And eyes fast fixt he stood, as one who pray'd, Or some great matter in his mind revolv'd.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Samson Agonistes (l. 1630-1638). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheephook, or have learn'd ought else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped. And when they list their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw, The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed,
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Lycidas (l. 119-125). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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But who is this, what thing of sea or land? Female of sex it seems, That so bedecked, ornate, and gay, Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus, bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadier With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails filled, and streamers waving,
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Samson Agonistes (l. 710-718). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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