John Milton Quotes

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The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flow'r, but not in this soil; Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon.

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Our state cannot be sever'd; we are one,
One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.

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Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine.

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Unless th'Almighty Maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more worlds.

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Fame, if not double-faced, is double-mouthed, And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds; On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild airy flight.

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Witness this new-made world, another Heav'n
From Heaven Gate not farr, founded in view
On the clear Hyaline, the Glassie Sea;
Of amplitude almost immense, with Starr's
Numerous, and every Starr perhaps a world
Of destined habitation.

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Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live.

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I shall detain you no longer in the demonstration of what we should not do, but straight conduct ye to a hillside, where I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble education; laborious indeed at the first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect and melodious sounds on every side that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming.

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Till old experience do attain
To something like prophetic strain.

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He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.

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But pain is perfect misery, the worst Of evils, and excessive, overturns All patience.

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The serpent subtlest beast of all the field.

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For now I see
Peace to corrupt no less than war to waste.

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Calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire,
And airy tongues, that syllable men's names
On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.

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Where there is much desire to learn, here of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, many opinions; for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.

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No light, but rather darkness visible
Served only to discover sights of woe.

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Boast not of what thou would'st have done, but do What then thou would'st.

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But who is this, what thing of sea or land?
Female of sex it seems,
That so bedeck'd, ornate, and gay,
Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus, bound for th' isles Of Javan or Gadire,
With all her bravery on, and tackle trim,
Sails fill'd, and streamers waving,
Courted by all the winds that hold them play;
An amber scent of odorous perfume Her harbinger?

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Let us no more contend, nor blame each other, blamed enough elsewhere, but strive, In offices of love, how we may lighten each other's burden.

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What reinforcement we may gain from hope;
If not, what resolution from despair.

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Meadows trim, with daisies pied,
Shallow brooks, and rivers wide;
Towers and balements it sees
Bosomed high in tufted trees,
Where perhaps some beauty lies,
The cynosure of neighboring eyes.

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Day and night,
Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost
Shall hold their course, till fire purge all things new.

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To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.

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They who have put out the people's eyes, reproach them of their blindness.

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Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.

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He knew
Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.

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Dalila: In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse, whatever be her cause. Samson: For want of words, no doubt, or lack of breath!

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Morn,
Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.

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Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...

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As one who long in populous city pent,
Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air,
Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe
Among the pleasant villages and farms
Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight.

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