John Milton Quotes

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. repr. In Milton's Poetical Works, ed. Douglas Bush (1966). Chorus, in Samson Agonistes, l. 293-5 (1671).
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As when a prowling wolf, Whom hunger drives to seek new haunt for prey, Watching where shepherds pen their flocks at eve, In hurdled cotes amid the field secure, Leaps o'er the fence with ease into the fold; Or as a thief, bent to unhoard the cash Of some rich burgher, whose substantial doors, Cross-barred and bolted fast, fear no assault, In at the window climbs, or o'er the tiles; So clomb this first grand Thief into God's fold: So since into his Church lewd hirelings climb. Thence up he flew, and on the Tree of Life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant; yet not true life Thereby regained, but say devising death To them who lived; nor on the virtue thought Of that life-giving plant, but only used For prospect what, well used, had been the pledge Of immortality.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Paradise Lost (l. Bk. IV, l. 183-201). OBS. The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power, After offense returning, to regain Love once possessed.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. repr. In Milton's Poetical Works, ed. Douglas Bush (1966). Chorus, in Samson Agonistes, l. 1003 (1671).
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Adam, the goodliest man of men since born His sons; the fairest of her daughters Eve.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Paradise Lost (l. Bk. IV, l. 323-324). PoE. The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Mortals that would follow me, Love vertue, she alone is free, She can teach ye how to clime Higher than the Spheary chime; Or if Vertue feeble were, Heav'n it self would stoop to her.
John Milton (1608-1674), Englsih poet. Comus; a Masque Presented at Ludlow Castle (l. 1018-1023). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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He ended; and thus Adam last replied: "How soon hath thy prediction, seer blest, Measured this transient world, the race of time, Till time stand fixed! Beyond is all abyss, Eternity, whose end no eye can reach. Greatly instructed I shall hence depart, Greatly in peace of thought, and have my fill Of knowledge, what this vessel can contain, Beyond which was my folly to aspire. Henceforth I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend,
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Paradise Lost (l. Bk. XII, l. 552-563). FaBoPV. The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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List Lady be not coy, and be not cosen'd With that same vaunted name Virginity, Beauty is natures coyn, must not be hoorded, But must be current, and the good thereof Consists in mutual and partak'n bliss, Unsavoury in th'injoyment of it self If you let slip time, like a neglected rose It withers on the stalk with languish't head.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Comus; a Masque Presented at Ludlow Castle (l. 737-744). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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Adam inquires concerning celestial motions, is doubtfully answered, and exhorted to search rather things more worthy of knowledge.
John Milton (1608-1614), British poet. Paradise Lost, heading of bk. 8. See Milton under "Science" for the angel Raphael's "doubtful answer."
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Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Comus; a Masque Presented at Ludlow Castle (l. 860-866). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.
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For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone.
John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Paradise Lost, bk. 3, l. 682-4 (1667).
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