Suffering for truth's sake Is fortitude to highest victory, And to the faithful death the gate of life. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“He who thinks we are to pitch our tent here, and have attained the utmost prospect of reformation that the mortal glass… — John Milton Copy Share Image
But God himself is truth; in propagating which, as men display a greater integrity and zeal, they approach nearer to the similitude… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies. — 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
Thy actions to thy words accord; thy words To thy large heart give utterance due; thy heart; Contains of good, wise, just,… — 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
Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Ev'n them who kept thy truth so… — John Milton Copy Share Image
For truth is strong next to the Almighty. She needs no policies or stratagems or licensings to make her victorious. These are… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Truth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“So spake the Seraph Abdiel faithful found, Among the faithless, faithful only hee; Among innumerable false, unmov'd, Unshak'n, unseduc'd, unterrifi'd His Loyaltie… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter? — John Milton Copy Share Image
“I neither oblige the belief of other person, nor overhastily subscribe mine own. Nor have I stood with others computing or collating… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Truth is compared in Scripture to a streaming fountain; if her waters flow not in perpetual progression, they sicken into a muddy… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Though all winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so truth be in the field, we do injuriously… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Apostate, still thou err'st, nor end wilt find Offering, from the paths of truth remote. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Servant of God, well done! well hast thou fought The better fight, who single hast maintain'd Against revolted multitudes the cause of… — John Milton Copy Share Image
If it come to prohibiting, there is aught more likely to be prohibited than truth itself. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones. — John Milton Copy Share Image
If there be any difference among professed believers as to the sense of Scripture, it is their duty to tolerate such difference… — 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
