His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess Of glory obscur'd. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost. — John Milton Copy Share Image
So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost;Evil,be thou my good. — John Milton Copy Share Image
All hope is lost of my reception into grace; what worse? For where no hope is left, is left no fear. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Is it true, O Christ in heaven, that the highest suffer the most? That the strongest wander furthest and most hopelessly are… — John Milton Copy Share Image
All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“The mind is a universe and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” — John Milton Copy Share Image
And that must end us, that must be our cure: To be no more. Sad cure! For who would lose, Though full… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The conquer'd, also, and enslaved by war, Shall, with their freedom lost, all virtue lose. — John Milton Copy Share Image
O fairest of creation, last and best Of all God's works, creature in whom excelled Whatever can to sight or thought be… — John Milton Copy Share Image
'Paradise Lost' is one of the books which the reader admires and lays down, and forgets to take up again. None ever… — John Milton Copy Share Image
But say That death be not one stroke, as I supposed, Bereaving sense, but endless misery From this day onward, which I… — 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
In discourse more sweet; For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense. Others apart sat on a hill retir'd, In thoughts more… — John Milton Copy Share Image
What in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support, That to the height of this great argument I may… — John Milton Copy Share Image
And now without redemption all mankind Must have been lost, adjudged to death and hell By doom severe. — 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
