God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise. With thee conversing I forget… — John Milton Copy Share Image
O visions ill foreseen! Better had I Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only. — John Milton Copy Share Image
For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains, And disapproves that care, though wise in show, That with superfluous burden loads the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Prudence is the virtue by which we discern what is proper to do under various circumstances in time and place. — John Milton Copy Share Image
By this time, like one who had set out on his way by night, and travelled through a region of smooth or… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Day and night, Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost Shall hold their course, till fire purge all things new. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her… — John Milton Copy Share Image
What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north - wind's breath, And stars to set; but all,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The superior man acquaints himself with many sayings of antiquity and many deeds of the past, in order to strengthen his character… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The Saviour who flitted before the patriarchs through the fog of the old dispensation, and who spake in time past to the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“...a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension; where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place are lost;” — John Milton Copy Share Image
Time, though in Eternity, applied To motion, measures all things durable By present, past, and future. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“With thee conversing I forget all time, all seasons and their change, all please alike.” — John Milton Copy Share Image
A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air Burns… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or… — John Milton Copy Share Image
With eyes Of conjugal attraction unreprov'd. Imparadised in one another's arms. With thee conversing I forget all time. And feel that I… — John Milton Copy Share Image
That space the Evil One abstracted stood From his own evil, and for the time remained Stupidly good, of enmity disarmed, Of… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“ Such Pleasure took the Serpent to behold This Flourie Plat, the sweet recess of EVE Thus earlie, thus alone; her Heav'nly forme… — John Milton Copy Share Image
A mind not to be changed by place or time, the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!” — John Milton Copy Share Image
Our torments also may in length of time Become our elements, these piercing fires As soft as now severe, our temper changed… — John Milton Copy Share Image
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! — John Milton Copy Share Image
But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending. — 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
