John Milton Quotes

And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axle-tree could bear.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. On the Morning of Christ's Nativity (l. 49-56). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Not to know me argues yourselves unknown.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Satan, in Paradise Lost, bk. 4, l. 830 (1667). Speaking to "two fair angels."
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But see, the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest: Time is our tedious song should here have ending; Heaven's youngest teemed star, Hath fixed her polished car, Her sleeping Lord with handmaid lamp attending; And all about the courtly stable, Bright-harnessed angels sit in order serviceable.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. On the Morning of Christ's Nativity (l. 209-216). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Satan, in Paradise Lost, bk. 1, l. 263 (1667).
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Shew'd him his room where he must lodge that night, Pull'd off his Boots, and took away the light: If any ask for him, it shall be sed, Hobson has supt, and 's newly gon to bed.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. On the University Carrier (Who Sickn'd in the Time of His Vacancy) (l. 15-18). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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What reinforcement we may gain from hope; If not, what resolution from despair.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Satan, in Paradise Lost, bk. 1, l. 190-1 (1667).
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For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd, And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd, Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kiss;
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. On Time (l. 9-12). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods Thyself a Goddess.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Satan to Eve, in Paradise Lost, bk. 5.
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Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O Time.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. On Time (l. 22). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself is his own dungeon.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Second brother, in Comus, l. 383-5 (1637).
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