There are no songs comparable to the songs of Zion, no orations equal to those of the prophets, and no politics like… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Among the writers of all ages, some deserve fame, and have it; others neither have nor deserve it; some have it, not… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Who can in reason then or right assume monarchy over such as live by right his equals, if in power or splendor… — John Milton Copy Share Image
United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise. — John Milton Copy Share Image
If the will, which in the law of our nature, were withdrawn from our memory, fancy, understanding, and reason, no other hell… — John Milton Copy Share Image
His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral were but… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Education of youth is not a bow for every man to shoot in that counts himself a teacher; but will require sinews… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior, (And what he brings what need… — 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
