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John Milton Quotes - Page 16

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How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator?

How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator?

Air, Voice, Singing

John Milton (1837). “Paradis perdu: de Milton”, p.286

Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not; in this we stand or fall.

Love, Inspirational, Life

'Paradise Lost' (1667) bk. 5, l. 538

And fast by, hanging in a golden chain, This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude, close by the moon.

Stars, Moon, World

John Milton (1824). “The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors, Principally from the Edition of Thomas Newton, Charles Dunster, and Thomas Warton, to which is Prefixed, Newton's Life of Milton”, p.154

But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the Moon.

Running, Moon, Done

1634 Comus, A Mask, l.1011-16.

He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.

Quills, Various, Lays

'Lycidas' (1638) l. 186

The never-ending flight Of future days.

Future, Flight, Never Ending

John Milton, Elijah Fenton (1795). “Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books”, p.47

It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark.

Dark, Eclipse, Bark

John Milton (1785). “Poems Upon Several Occasions: English, Italian, and Latin”, p.18

So much I feel my genial spirits droop, My hopes all flat, nature within me seems In her functions weary of herself.

Spirit, Function, Flats

1671 Samson Agonistes, l.594-6.

...it ought not to appear wonderful if many, both Jews and others, who lived before Christ, and many also who have lived since his time, but to whom he has never been revealed, should be saved by faith in God alone: still however, through the sole merits of Christ, inasmuch as he was given and slain from the beginning of the world, even for those to whom he was not known, provided they believed in God the Father.

Father, World, Merit

Assuredly we bring not innocence not the world, we bring impurity much rather: that which purifies us is trial, and trial is by what is contrary.

Trials, World, Innocence

'Areopagitica' (1644) p. 12

For God will deign to visit oft the dwellings of just men -- delighted, and with frequent intercourse -- thither will send his winged messengers on errants of supernal grace.

Men, Dwelling, Grace

John Milton, Henry John Todd (1801). “The Poetical Works of John Milton”, p.62

Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out.

Long, Soul, Pageantry

'L'Allegro' (1645) l. 125

Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?

Men, Faults, Should

John Milton (1976). “The Portable Milton”, p.397, Penguin

Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.

Food, Cooking, Black

John Milton (1869). “Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books”, p.217

Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.

Moon, Light, Sea

'Comus' (1637) l. 373

Accuse not nature: she hath done her part; Do thou but thine.

Nature, Responsibility, Done

John Milton (1758). “Paradise Lost, Paradise Regained...”, p.263

One sip of this will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, beyond the bliss of dreams.

Dream, Drinking, Alcohol

John Milton, Henry John Todd (1826). “The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors”, p.379

Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls his watery labyrinth, which whoso drinks forgets both joy and grief.

Grief, Rivers, Joy

Who aspires must down as low As high he soar'd.

Lows, Soar, Paradise Lost Book 9

John Milton (1801). “The Poetical Works of John Milton: With the Principal Notes of Various Commentators. To which are Added Illustrations, with Some Account of the Life of Milton”, p.147

Spirits that live throughout, Vital in every part, not as frail man, In entrails, heart or head, liver or reins, Cannot but by annihilating die.

Heart, Men, Spirit

John Milton (1749). “Poetical works. A new ed. with notes of various authors by Thomas Newton. (With copper-plates.)”, p.413

But when Lust By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish arts of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.

Art, Soul, Lust

John Milton, “Comus”

By this time, like one who had set out on his way by night, and travelled through a region of smooth or idle dreams, our history now arrives on the confines, where daylight and truth meet us with a clear dawn, representing to our view, though at a far distance, true colours and shapes.

Dream, Truth, Distance

John Milton (1851). “The Prose Works of John Milton: With a Biographical Introduction”, p.210

Death ready stands to interpose his dart.

Death, Ready

John Milton (1872). “English Poems”, p.142

This horror will grow mild, this darkness light.

Light, Darkness, Horror

John Milton (1824). “The poetical works of John Milton: with notes of various authors, principally from the editions of Thomas Newton, Charles Dunster and Thomas Warton ; to which is prefixed Newton's life of Milton”, p.94

Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?

Truth, Encounters, Truth And Falsehood

Areopagitica (1644) See OliverWendell Holmes, Jr. 28

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