The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The very essence of truth is plainness and brightness; the darkness and crookedness is our own. The wisdom of God created understanding,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
This horror will grow mild, this darkness light; Besides what hope the never-ending flight Of future days may bring, what chance, what… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes That witnessed huge affliction… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man? Did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me? — John Milton Copy Share Image
Darkness now rose, as daylight sunk, and brought in low'ring Night her shadowy offspring. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“We boast our light; but if we look not wisely on the run itself, it smites us into darkness. Who can discern… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The martyrs shook the powers of darkness with the irresistible power of weakness. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Innocence, Once Lost, Can Never Be Regained. Darkness, Once Gazed Upon, Can Never Be Lost. — John Milton Copy Share Image
It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark. — John Milton Copy Share Image
How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible… — John Milton Copy Share Image
A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible… — John Milton Copy Share Image
What better can we do than prostrate fall before Him reverent, and there confess humbly our faults, and pardon beg with tears watering the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. — John Milton Copy Share Image
And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Yet hold it more humane, more heav'nly, first, By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make persuasion do the work of fear. — John Milton Copy Share Image
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Knowledge forbidden? Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord Envy them that? Can it be sin to know, Can it be death? And do they… — John Milton Copy Share Image
These eyes, tho' clear To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot, Nor to their idle orbs… — John Milton Copy Share Image
And what is faith, love, virtue unassayed Alone, without exterior help sustained? — John Milton Copy Share Image
